The Judge
Reverend Fallowfield
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Margaret: Hail, behemoth, spirit of the dark, take thou my blood, my flesh, my skin and walk. Holy behemoth, father of my life, speak now, come now, rise now from the forest, from the furrows, from the fields and live.
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The Doctor: My lord, when I heard of Ralph Gower's discovery, I was reminded of this old volume. Mock, sir, if you will. These sages had access to much wisdom.
The Judge: Doctor, witchcraft is dead and discredited. Are you bent on reviving forgotten horrors?
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The Doctor: How do we know, sir, what is dead? You come from the city. You cannot know the ways of the country. See... this picture. Did Ralph not describe such a countenance?
The Judge: Perhaps some such thing.
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The Judge: Ralph here claims he discovered a deformed anatomy in those furrows. Knew you any such?
Reverend Fallowfield: Not since Meg Parsons died. But strange folk have been seen to pass this way from time to time.
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Ralph Gower: There be the master with a lady.
The Judge: Uh-huh.
Ralph Gower: I would have Cathy for my lady one day.
Cathy Vespers:
[to Peter] Be that true? You've run away? Did you climb down a ladder in the moonlight?
Peter Edmonton: Ha, ha! Just so, Cathy. And her father chased after us with a stick.
Cathy Vespers: I do wish Ralph would run away with me sometime.
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