human
Master, I know not what's to be done with that brat Jonathan Winthrop; now that his father's away, he behaves more unseemly than wont. The master on trial yonder has made him a witch, and he has bewitched our chickens.
gpt
Why for, my good Betty?
human
Why for? Why, they scream and fly away from him on first sight; and then he bewitches them nearer, and they are filled with pain seemingly, and flutter and fly about as if in great distress.
gpt
Some of his pranks, I doubt not. I'll speak to him. Serve a fowl for dinner, Betty;