Ms. Messervey
English 12
Due: October 1st 2014
Character Analysis
The Crucible by Arthur Miller is a play that takes place in 1692 in the small Massachusetts village of Salem. Salem is a Puritan community; they are a very restrictive society with strong beliefs. They believe in hard work and prayer, therefore they consider material and sexual desires unnatural and evil. Abigail Williams, the main character is the reason for the witch trials that begin in Salem. She is dishonest, manipulative and her seductive ways is what makes her the antagonist of this play.
Abigail Williams is a strikingly beautiful 17 year old orphan who lives with her uncle William Parris and her little cousin Betty Parris. When she was eleven …show more content…
Let either of you breath a word,or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring some pointy reckoning that will shudder you. And you know I can do it; I saw Indians smash my dear parents’ heads on the pillow next to mine, and I have seen some reddish work done at night, and I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down! (Miller, p. 20).
John Proctor enters the room to see how Betty is doing which leaves only him, Betty and Abigail in the room. Abigail asks Proctor if he has come to see her, but Proctor denies it. She seduces him by trying to repeat history. “Gah, I almost forgot how strong you are, John Proctor” (Miller, p.21)! The conversation reveals that seven months earlier, Abigail and Proctor had an affair while Abigail lived and worked in the Proctor household. Abigail is convinced that John Proctor is in love with her, he does not admit that to Abigail nor himself.
I look for you John Proctor that took me from my sleep and put knowledge in my heart! I never knew what pretense Salem was, I never knew the lying lessons I was taught by all these Christian Women and their covenanted men! And now you bid me tear the light out of my eyes? I will not, I cannot! You loved me, John Proctor, and whatever the sin it is, you love me yet! John, pity me, pity me (Miller,