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rt; had awaited the result of hisappeal。 He now drew back; with a long respiration。 〃Wondrousstrength and generosity of a womans heart! She will not speak!〃  Discerning the impractible state of the poor culprits mind; theelder clergyman; who had carefully prepared himself for theoccasion; addressed to the multitude a discourse on sin; in all itsbranches; but with continual reference to the ignominious letter。 Soforcibly did he dwell upon this symbol; for the hour or more duringwhich his periods were rolling over the peoples heads; that itassumed new terrors in their imagination; and seemed to derive itsscarlet hue from the flames of the infernal pit。 Hester Prynne;meanwhile; kept her place upon the pedestal of shame; with glazedeyes; and an air of weary indifference。 She had borne; that morning;all that nature could endure; and as her temperament was not of theorder that escapes from too intense suffering by a swoon; her spiritcould only shelter itself beneath a stony crust of insensibility;while the faculties of animal life remained entire。 In this state; thevoice of the preacher thundered remorselessly; but unavailingly;upon her ears。 The infant; during the latter portion of her ordeal;pierced the air with its wailings and screams; she strove to hushit; mechanically; but seemed scarcely to sympathise with itstrouble。 With the same hard demeanour; she was led back to prison; andvanished from the public gaze within its iron…clamped portal。 It waswhispered; by those who peered after her; that the scarlet letterthrew a lurid gleam along the dark passage…way of the interior。                             IV。                       THE INTERVIEW。  AFTER her return to the prison; Hester Prynne was found to be in astate of nervous excitement that demanded constant watchfulness;lest she should perpetrate violence on herself; or do somehalf…frenzied mischief to the poor babe。 As night approached; itproving impossible to quell her insubordination by rebuke or threatsof punishment; Master Brackett; the jailer; thought fit to introduce aphysician。 He described him as a man of skill in all Christian modesof physical science; and likewise familiar with whatever the savagepeople could teach; in respect to medicinal herbs and roots thatgrew in the forest。 To say the truth; there was much need ofprofessional assistance; not merely for Hester herself; but still moreurgently for the child; who; drawing its sustenance from thematernal bosom; seemed to have drank in with it all the turmoil; theanguish and despair; which pervaded the mothers system。 It nowwrithed in convulsions of pain; and was a forcible type; in its littleframe; of the moral agony which Hester Prynne had borne throughout theday。  Closely following the jailer into the dismal apartment; appearedthat individual of singular aspect; whose presence in the crowd hadbeen of such deep interest to the wearer of the scarlet letter。 He waslodged in the prison; not as suspected of any offence; but as the mostconvenient and suitable mode of disposing of him; until themagistrates should have conferred with the Indian sagamores respectinghis ransom。 His name was announced as Roger Chillingworth。 The jailer;after ushering him into the room; remained a moment; marvelling at theparative quiet that followed his entrance; for Hester Prynne hadimmediately bee as still as death; although the child continuedto moan。  〃Prithee; friend; leave me alone with my patient;〃 said thepractitioner。 〃Trust me; good jailer; you shall briefly have peacein your house; and; I promise you; Mistress Prynne shall hereafterbe more amenable to just authority than you may have found herheretofore。〃  〃Nay; if your worship can acplish that;〃 answered MasterBrackett; 〃I shall own you for a man of skill indeed! Verily; thewoman hath been like a possessed one; and there lacks little; that Ishould take in hand to drive Satan out of her with stripes。〃  The stranger had entered the room with the characteristic quietudeof the profession to which he announced himself as belonging。 Nordid his demeanour change; when the withdrawal of the prison keeperleft him face to face with the woman; whose absorbed notice of him; inthe crowd; had intimated so close a relation between himself andher。 His first care was given to the child; whose cries; indeed; asshe lay writhing on the trundle…bed; made it of peremptory necessityto postpone all other business to the task of soothing her。 Heexamined the infant carefully; and then proceeded to unclasp aleathern case; which he took from beneath his dress。 It appeared tocontain medical preparations; one of which he mingled with a cup ofwater。  〃My old studies in alchemy;〃 observed he; 〃and my sojourn; for abovea year past; among a people well versed in the kindly properties ofsimples; have made a better physician of me than many that claim themedical degree。 Here; woman! The child is yours… she is none ofmine… neither will she recognise my voice or aspect as a fathers。Administer this draught; therefore; with thine own hand。〃  Hester repelled the offered medicine; at the same time gazing withstrongly marked apprehension into his face。  〃Wouldst thou avenge thyself on the innocent babe?〃 whispered she。  〃Foolish woman!〃 responded the physician; half coldly; halfsoothingly。 〃What should ail me; to harm this misbegotten andmiserable babe? The medicine is potent for good; and were it my child…yea; mine own; as well as thine!… I could do no better for it。〃  As she still hesitated; being; in fact; in no reasonable state ofmind; he took the infant in his arms; and himself administered thedraught。 It soon proved its efficacy; and redeemed the leechs pledge。The moans of the little patient subsided; its convulsive tossingsgradually ceased; and; in a few moments; as is the custom of youngchildren after relief from pain; it sank into a profound and dewyslumber。 The physician; as he had a fair right to be termed; nextbestowed his attention on the mother。 With calm and intent scrutiny;he felt her pulse; looked into her eyes… a gaze that made her heartshrink and shudder; because so familiar; and yet so strange andcold… and; finally; satisfied with his investigation; proceeded tomingle another draught。  〃I know not Lethe nor Nepenthe;〃 remarked he; 〃but I have learnedmany new secrets in the wilderness; and here is one of them… arecipe that an Indian taught me; in requital of some lessons of myown; that were as old as Paracelsus。 Drink it! It may be less soothingthan a sinless conscience。 That I cannot give thee。 But it will calmthe swell and heaving of thy passion; like oil thrown on the wavesof a tempestuous sea。〃  He presented the cup to Hester; who received it with a slow; earnestlook into his face; not precisely a look of fear; yet full of doubtand questioning; as to what his purposes might be。 She looked alsoat her slumbering child。  〃I have thought of death;〃 said she… 〃have wished for it… wouldeven have prayed for it; were it fit that such as I should pray foranything。 Yet; if death be in this cup; I bid thee think again; erethou beholdest me quaff it。 See! It is even now at my lips。〃  〃Drink; then;〃 replied he; still with the same cold posure。 〃Dostthou know me so little; Hester Prynne? Are my purposes wont to be soshallow? Even if I imagine a scheme of vengeance; what could I dobetter for my object than to let thee live… than to give theemedicines  against all harm and peril of life… so that this burningshame may still blaze upon thy bosom!〃 As he spoke; he laid his longforefinger on the scarlet letter; which forthwith seemed to scorchinto Hesters breast; as if it had been red…hot。 He noticed herinvoluntary gesture; and smiled。 〃Live; therefore; and bear aboutthy doom with thee; in the eyes of men and women… in the eyes of himwhom thou didst call thy husband… in the eyes of yonder child! And;that thou mayest live; take off this draught。〃  Without further expostulation or delay; Hester Prynne drained thecup; and; at the motion of the man of skill; seated herself on the bedwhere the child was sleeping; while he drew the only chair which theroom afforded; and took his own seat beside her。 She could not buttremble at these preparations; for she felt that… having now done allthat humanity; or principle; or; if so it were; a refined cruelty;impelled him to do; for the relief of physical suffering… he wasnext to treat with her as the man whom she had most deeply andirreparably injured。  〃Hester;〃 said he; 〃I ask not wherefore; nor how; thou hast falleninto the pit; or say; rather; thou hast ascended to the pedestal ofinfamy; on which I found thee。 The reason is not far to seek。 It wasmy folly; and thy weakness。 I… a man of thought… the bookworm of greatlibraries… a man already in decay; having given my best years tofeed the hungry dream of knowledge… what had I to do with youth andbeauty like thine own! Misshapen from my birth…hour; how could Idelude myself with the idea that intellectual gifts might veilphysical deformity in a young girls fantasy! Men call me wise。 Ifsages were ever wise in their own behoof; I might have foreseen allthis。 I might have known that; as I came out of the vast and dismalforest; and entered this settlement of Christian men; the very firstobject to meet my eyes would be thyself; Hester Prynne; standing up; astatue of ignominy; before the people。 Nay; from the moment when wecame down the old churchsteps together; a married pair; I might havebeheld the bale…fire of that scarlet letter blazing at the end ofour path!〃  〃Thou knowest;〃 said Hester… for; depressed as she was; she couldnot endure this last quiet stab at the token of her shame…  〃thouknowest that I was frank with thee。 I felt no love; nor feigned any。〃  〃True;〃 replied he。 〃It was my folly! I have said it。 But; up tothat epoch of my life; I had lived in vain。 The world had been socheerless! My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests; butlonely and chill; and without a household fire。 I longed to kindleone! It seemed not so wild a dream… old as I was; and sombre as I was;and misshapen as I was… that the simple bliss; which is scatteredfar and wide; for all mankind to gather up; might yet be mine。 And so;Hester; I drew thee into my heart; into its innermost chamber; andsought to warm thee by the warmth which thy presence made there!〃  〃I have greatly wronged thee;〃 murmured Hester。  〃We have wronged each other;〃 answered he。 〃Mine was the firstwrong; when I betrayed thy budding youth into a false and unnaturalrelation with my decay。 Therefore; as a man who has not thought andphilosophised in vain; I seek no vengeance; plot no evil against thee。Between thee and me the scale hangs fairly balanced。 But; Hester;the man lives who has wronged us both! Who is he?〃  〃Ask me not!〃 replied Hester Prynne; looking firmly into his face。〃That thou shalt never know!〃  〃Never; sayest thou?〃 rejoined he; with a smile of dark andself…relying intelligence。 〃Never know him! Believe me; Hester;there are few things… whether in the outward world; or; to a certaindepth; in the invisible sphere of thought… few things hidden fromthe man who devotes himself earnestly and unreservedly to the solutionof a mystery。 Thou mayest cover up thy secret from the pryingmultitude。 Thou mayest conceal it; too; from the ministers andmagistrates; even as thou didst this day; wh

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