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Young
Goodman
Brown
came
forth
at
sunset
into
the
street
at
Salem
village
;
but
put
his
head
back
,
after
crossing
the
threshold
,
to
exchange
a
parting
kiss
with
his
young
wife
.
And
Faith
,
as
the
wife
was
aptly
named
,
thrust
her
own
pretty
head
into
the
street
,
letting
the
wind
play
with
the
pink
ribbons
of
her
cap
while
she
called
to
Goodman
Brown
.
"
Dearest
heart
,
"
whispered
she
,
softly
and
rather
sadly
,
when
her
lips
were
close
to
his
ear
,
"
prithee
put
off
your
journey
until
sunrise
and
sleep
in
your
own
bed
to
-
night
.
A
lone
woman
is
troubled
with
such
dreams
and
such
thoughts
that
she
’
s
afeard
of
herself
sometimes
.
Pray
tarry
with
me
this
night
,
dear
husband
,
of
all
nights
in
the
year
.
"
"
My
love
and
my
Faith
,
"
replied
young
Goodman
Brown
,
"
of
all
nights
in
the
year
,
this
one
night
must
I
tarry
away
from
thee
.
My
journey
,
as
thou
callest
it
,
forth
and
back
again
,
must
needs
be
done
’
twixt
now
and
sunrise
.
What
,
my
sweet
,
pretty
wife
,
dost
thou
doubt
me
already
,
and
we
but
three
months
married
?
"
"
Then
God
bless
you
!
"
said
Faith
,
with
the
pink
ribbons
;
"
and
may
you
find
all
well
when
you
come
back
.
"
"
Amen
!
"
cried
Goodman
Brown
.
"
Say
thy
prayers
,
dear
Faith
,
and
go
to
bed
at
dusk
,
and
no
harm
will
come
to
thee
.
"
So
they
parted
;
and
the
young
man
pursued
his
way
until
,
being
about
to
turn
the
corner
by
the
meeting
-
house
,
he
looked
back
and
saw
the
head
of
Faith
still
peeping
after
him
with
a
melancholy
air
,
in
spite
of
her
pink
ribbons
.
"
Poor
little
Faith
!
"
thought
he
,
for
his
heart
smote
him
.
"
What
a
wretch
am
I
to
leave
her
on
such
an
errand
!
She
talks
of
dreams
,
too
.
Methought
as
she
spoke
there
was
trouble
in
her
face
,
as
if
a
dream
had
warned
her
what
work
is
to
be
done
tonight
.
But
no
,
no
;
’
t
would
kill
her
to
think
it
.
Well
,
she
’
s
a
blessed
angel
on
earth
;
and
after
this
one
night
I
’
ll
cling
to
her
skirts
and
follow
her
to
heaven
.
"
With
this
excellent
resolve
for
the
future
,
Goodman
Brown
felt
himself
justified
in
making
more
haste
on
his
present
evil
purpose
.
He
had
taken
a
dreary
road
,
darkened
by
all
the
gloomiest
trees
of
the
forest
,
which
barely
stood
aside
to
let
the
narrow
path
creep
through
,
and
closed
immediately
behind
.
It
was
all
as
lonely
as
could
be
;
and
there
is
this
peculiarity
in
such
a
solitude
,
that
the
traveller
knows
not
who
may
be
concealed
by
the
innumerable
trunks
and
the
thick
boughs
overhead
;
so
that
with
lonely
footsteps
he
may
yet
be
passing
through
an
unseen
multitude
.
"
There
may
be
a
devilish
Indian
behind
every
tree
,
"
said
Goodman
Brown
to
himself
;
and
he
glanced
fearfully
behind
him
as
he
added
,
"
What
if
the
devil
himself
should
be
at
my
very
elbow
!
"
