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...Mrs. Wright her personal belongings.
Time Period of the Play
Mrs. Hale: Minnie how yer' holding up?
Mrs. Wright: Alright I guess, how is my fruit?
Mrs. Peters: (nervously digging in her bag) Oh they are just fine, here we brought you one of you jars of cherries.
Mrs. Hale: Minnie (in a low tense manner), Mrs. Peters and I thought it was a good idea to bring some of the quilt boxes you were piecing together, you know to keep your mind off all this for a while, but as we gathered your sewing material we found-we found
Mrs. Peters: This (pulling the dead bird from Mrs. Hale's bag) poor dead bird!
Mrs. Wright: (Oblivious to the dead bird) Ah, my fruit! My apron, where is my apron?
Mrs. Hale: (In an elevated voice) The bird Minnie, what happened to the bird?
Mrs. Wright: (Raising a brow) The bird died, died like Mr. Wright. (Shivering) I'm cold and I just want to go back home.
Mrs. Peters: Mrs. Wright it will all be over soon, just tell the Sheriff everything that happened and you'll be home in two shakes of a lambs tale.
Mrs. Wright: There is nothing to tell I was asleep and when I awoke he was just lying there, dead.
Mrs. Hale: Minnie there is no evidence of someone breaking into the house.
Mrs. Wright: I'm a heavy sleeper.
Mrs. Peters: (Looking down at the dead bird) Mrs. Wright this bird has had the life choked out of him, if I were to show this to Mr. Peters they'll be sure to find you guilty.
Mrs. Wright: Guilty of what? I did everything for Mr. Wright, I loved him with all my heart, and I tried to give him children without any luck. (With tears in her eyes) He would beat me and ravage me. I still loved him. That bird was like my child, it brought me joy. We would sing together that little bird and I.
Mrs. Hale: (With a look of disgust) Minnie, if I would have
Mrs. Wright: One night he was angry with me because I hadn't cleaned, he...
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