“Do ye want to know?” Scotty asked, his tone again agitated.
Once more the witch hunter paused. When the man looked the boy straight in the eye, the forcefulness of his earlier expression returned. In an ominous tone he reminded him, “I be a Witch Hunter. It matters not what I want to know. If she be a witch, I will know.”
Both Scotty and Valerie squirmed.
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