Samuel Parris’ doesn’t want to pay to get Tituba so she is sold. Tituba is sold to a Jewish man named Benjamin Cohen d’Azevedo. He is a widower of nine children, none of his children speak English. She observes (and narrates) his obsession with the centuries of ill treatment experienced by Jews the world over, gratefully accepts gifts of his late wife’s clothing, and becomes painfully aware of his longing for his wife. She recalls the rituals of bringing the dead to speak with the living and, with the encouragement of the spirit form of Hester, brings Cohen’s wife to him and, eventually, to their oldest daughter. She also writes of how their emotional intimacy became sexual intimacy, commenting that she often longed for the sexier, more muscular John Indian, but nevertheless found sexual pleasure with Cohen. I feel like Tituba seen him as a way back home to Barbados.