The Scarlet Letter eBook

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could have given them.  With her knowledge of a train of circumstances hidden from all others, she could readily infer that, besides the legitimate action of his own conscience, a terrible machinery had been brought to bear, and was still operating, on Mr. Dimmesdale’s well-being and repose.  Knowing what this poor fallen man had once been, her whole soul was moved by the shuddering terror with which he had appealed to her—­the outcast woman—­for support against his instinctively discovered enemy.  She decided, moreover, that he had a right to her utmost aid.  Little accustomed, in her long seclusion from society, to measure her ideas of right and wrong by any standard external to herself, Hester saw—­or seemed to see—­that there lay a responsibility upon her in reference to the clergyman, which she owned to no other, nor to the whole world besides.  The links that united her to the rest of humankind—­links of flowers, or silk, or gold, or whatever the material—­had all been broken.  Here was the iron link of mutual crime, which neither he nor she could break.  Like all other ties, it brought along with it its obligations.

Hester Prynne did not now occupy precisely the same position in which we beheld her during the earlier periods of her ignominy.  Years had come and gone.  Pearl was now seven years old.  Her mother, with the scarlet letter on her breast, glittering in its fantastic embroidery, had long been a familiar object to the townspeople.  As is apt to be the case when a person stands out in any prominence before the community, and, at the same time, interferes neither with public nor individual interests and convenience, a species of general regard had ultimately grown up in reference to Hester Prynne.  It is to the credit of human nature that, except where its selfishness is brought into play, it loves more readily than it hates.  Hatred, by a gradual and quiet process, will even be transformed to love, unless the change be impeded by a continually new irritation of the original feeling of hostility.  In this matter of Hester Prynne there was neither irritation nor irksomeness.  She never battled with the public, but submitted uncomplainingly to its worst usage; she made no claim upon it in requital for what she suffered; she did not weigh upon its sympathies.  Then, also, the blameless purity of her life during all these years in which she had been set apart to infamy was reckoned largely in her favour.  With nothing now to lose, in the sight of mankind, and with no hope, and seemingly no wish, of gaining anything, it could only be a genuine regard for virtue that had brought back the poor wanderer to its paths.

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