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"
Foolish
woman
!
"
responded
the
physician
,
half
coldly
,
half
soothingly
.
"
What
should
ail
me
to
harm
this
misbegotten
and
miserable
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
of
mind
,
he
took
the
infant
in
his
arms
,
and
himself
administered
the
draught
.
It
soon
proved
its
efficacy
,
and
redeemed
the
leech
's
pledge
.
The
moans
of
the
little
patient
subsided
;
its
convulsive
tossings
gradually
ceased
;
and
in
a
few
moments
,
as
is
the
custom
of
young
children
after
relief
from
pain
,
it
sank
into
a
profound
and
dewy
slumber
.
The
physician
,
as
he
had
a
fair
right
to
be
termed
,
next
bestowed
his
attention
on
the
mother
.
With
calm
and
intent
scrutiny
,
he
felt
her
pulse
,
looked
into
her
eyes
--
a
gaze
that
made
her
heart
shrink
and
shudder
,
because
so
familiar
,
and
yet
so
strange
and
cold
--
and
,
finally
,
satisfied
with
his
investigation
,
proceeded
to
mingle
another
draught
.
"
I
know
not
Lethe
nor
Nepenthe
,
"
remarked
he
;
"
but
I
have
learned
many
new
secrets
in
the
wilderness
,
and
here
is
one
of
them
--
a
recipe
that
an
Indian
taught
me
,
in
requital
of
some
lessons
of
my
own
,
that
were
as
old
as
Paracelsus
.
Drink
it
!
It
may
be
less
soothing
than
a
sinless
conscience
.
That
I
can
not
give
thee
.
But
it
will
calm
the
swell
and
heaving
of
thy
passion
,
like
oil
thrown
on
the
waves
of
a
tempestuous
sea
.
"
He
presented
the
cup
to
Hester
,
who
received
it
with
a
slow
,
earnest
look
into
his
face
;
not
precisely
a
look
of
fear
,
yet
full
of
doubt
and
questioning
as
to
what
his
purposes
might
be
.
She
looked
also
at
her
slumbering
child
.
"
I
have
thought
of
death
,
"
said
she
--
"
have
wished
for
it
--
would
even
have
prayed
for
it
,
were
it
fit
that
such
as
I
should
pray
for
anything
.
Yet
,
if
death
be
in
this
cup
,
I
bid
thee
think
again
,
ere
thou
beholdest
me
quaff
it
.
See
!
it
is
even
now
at
my
lips
.
"
"
Drink
,
then
,
"
replied
he
,
still
with
the
same
cold
composure
.
"
Dost
thou
know
me
so
little
,
Hester
Prynne
?
Are
my
purposes
wont
to
be
so
shallow
?
Even
if
I
imagine
a
scheme
of
vengeance
,
what
could
I
do
better
for
my
object
than
to
let
thee
live
--
than
to
give
thee
medicines
against
all
harm
and
peril
of
life
--
so
that
this
burning
shame
may
still
blaze
upon
thy
bosom
?
"
As
he
spoke
,
he
laid
his
long
fore-finger
on
the
scarlet
letter
,
which
forthwith
seemed
to
scorch
into
Hester
's
breast
,
as
if
it
ad
been
red
hot
.
He
noticed
her
involuntary
gesture
,
and
smiled
.
"
Live
,
therefore
,
and
bear
about
thy
doom
with
thee
,
in
the
eyes
of
men
and
women
--
in
the
eyes
of
him
whom
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
the
cup
,
and
,
at
the
motion
of
the
man
of
skill
,
seated
herself
on
the
bed
,
where
the
child
was
sleeping
;
while
he
drew
the
only
chair
which
the
room
afforded
,
and
took
his
own
seat
beside
her
.
She
could
not
but
tremble
at
these
preparations
;
for
she
felt
that
--
having
now
done
all
that
humanity
,
or
principle
,
or
,
if
so
it
were
,
a
refined
cruelty
,
impelled
him
to
do
for
the
relief
of
physical
suffering
--
he
was
next
to
treat
with
her
as
the
man
whom
she
had
most
deeply
and
irreparably
injured
.
"
Hester
,
"
said
he
,
"
I
ask
not
wherefore
,
nor
how
thou
hast
fallen
into
the
pit
,
or
say
,
rather
,
thou
hast
ascended
to
the
pedestal
of
infamy
on
which
I
found
thee
.
The
reason
is
not
far
to
seek
.
It
was
my
folly
,
and
thy
weakness
.
