CHAPTER XIX.
Antipas Works a Miracle.
The next morning Antipas Newton was brought before the Magistrates for examination.

Antipas seemed so quiet and peaceful in his demeanor, that Squire Hathorne could hardly credit the story told by the constables of his violent behavior on the night of the arrest.
"I thought you were a Quaker," said he to the prisoner.
"No, only half Quaker; the other half gospeller," replied the old man meekly.
Mistress Ann was not present; her husband brought report that she was sick in bed.

Probably she did not care to come, the game being too insignificant.

Perhaps she had not quite recovered from the stunning effect of Dulcibel's prediction.

Though it was not likely that a doom that was to be seven years in coming, would, after the first impression was past, be felt very keenly.