Read the following and answer the related questions.
Parris, wondrous and relieved: What do you make of it, Rebecca?
Putnam, eagerly: Goody Nurse, will you go to my Ruth and see if you can wake her?
Rebecca, sitting: I think she’ll wake in time. Pray calm yourselves. I have eleven children, and I am twenty-six times a grandma, and I have seen them all through their silly seasons, and when it come on them they will run the Devil bowlegged keeping up with their mischief. I think she’ll wake when she tires of it. A child’s spirit is like a child, you can never catch it by running after it; you must stand still, and, for love, it will soon itself come back,
Proctor: Aye, that’s the truth of it, Rebecca.
Mrs. Putnam: This is no silly season, Rebecca. My Ruth is bewildered, Rebecca; she cannot eat.
Rebecca: Perhaps she is not hungered yet. To Parris: I hope you are not decided to go in search of loose spirits, Mr. Parris. I’ve heard promise of that outside.
Parris: A wide opinion’s running in the parish that the Devil may be among us, and I would satisfy them that they are wrong.
Proctor: Then let you come out and call them wrong. Did you consult the wardens before you called this minister to look for devils?