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Hester
caught
hold
of
Pearl
,
and
drew
her
forcibly
into
her
arms
,
confronting
the
old
Puritan
magistrate
with
almost
a
fierce
expression
.
Alone
in
the
world
,
cast
off
by
it
,
and
with
this
sole
treasure
to
keep
her
heart
alive
,
she
felt
that
she
possessed
indefeasible
rights
against
the
world
,
and
was
ready
to
defend
them
to
the
death
.
"
God
gave
me
the
child
!
"
cried
she
.
"
He
gave
her
in
requital
of
all
things
else
which
ye
had
taken
from
me
.
She
is
my
happiness
--
she
is
my
torture
,
none
the
less
!
Pearl
keeps
me
here
in
life
!
Pearl
punishes
me
,
too
!
See
ye
not
,
she
is
the
scarlet
letter
,
only
capable
of
being
loved
,
and
so
endowed
with
a
millionfold
the
power
of
retribution
for
my
sin
?
Ye
shall
not
take
her
!
I
will
die
first
!
"
"
My
poor
woman
,
"
said
the
not
unkind
old
minister
,
"
the
child
shall
be
well
cared
for
--
far
better
than
thou
canst
do
for
it
.
"
"
God
gave
her
into
my
keeping
!
"
repeated
Hester
Prynne
,
raising
her
voice
almost
to
a
shriek
.
"
I
will
not
give
her
up
!
"
And
here
by
a
sudden
impulse
,
she
turned
to
the
young
clergyman
,
Mr.
Dimmesdale
,
at
whom
,
up
to
this
moment
,
she
had
seemed
hardly
so
much
as
once
to
direct
her
eyes
.
"
Speak
thou
for
me
!
"
cried
she
.
"
Thou
wast
my
pastor
,
and
hadst
charge
of
my
soul
,
and
knowest
me
better
than
these
men
can
.
I
will
not
lose
the
child
!
Speak
for
me
!
Thou
knowest
--
for
thou
hast
sympathies
which
these
men
lack
--
thou
knowest
what
is
in
my
heart
,
and
what
are
a
mother
's
rights
,
and
how
much
the
stronger
they
are
when
that
mother
has
but
her
child
and
the
scarlet
letter
!
Look
thou
to
it
!
I
will
not
lose
the
child
!
Look
to
it
!
"
At
this
wild
and
singular
appeal
,
which
indicated
that
Hester
Prynne
's
situation
had
provoked
her
to
little
less
than
madness
,
the
young
minister
at
once
came
forward
,
pale
,
and
holding
his
hand
over
his
heart
,
as
was
his
custom
whenever
his
peculiarly
nervous
temperament
was
thrown
into
agitation
.
He
looked
now
more
careworn
and
emaciated
than
as
we
described
him
at
the
scene
of
Hester
's
public
ignominy
;
and
whether
it
were
his
failing
health
,
or
whatever
the
cause
might
be
,
his
large
dark
eyes
had
a
world
of
pain
in
their
troubled
and
melancholy
depth
.
"
There
is
truth
in
what
she
says
,
"
began
the
minister
,
with
a
voice
sweet
,
tremulous
,
but
powerful
,
insomuch
that
the
hall
re-echoed
and
the
hollow
armour
rang
with
it
--
"
truth
in
what
Hester
says
,
and
in
the
feeling
which
inspires
her
!
God
gave
her
the
child
,
and
gave
her
,
too
,
an
instinctive
knowledge
of
its
nature
and
requirements
--
both
seemingly
so
peculiar
--
which
no
other
mortal
being
can
possess
.
And
,
moreover
,
is
there
not
a
quality
of
awful
sacredness
in
the
relation
between
this
mother
and
this
child
?
"
"
Ay
--
how
is
that
,
good
Master
Dimmesdale
?
"
interrupted
the
Governor
.
"
Make
that
plain
,
I
pray
you
!
"
"
It
must
be
even
so
,
"
resumed
the
minister
.
"
For
,
if
we
deem
it
otherwise
,
do
we
not
hereby
say
that
the
Heavenly
Father
,
the
creator
of
all
flesh
,
hath
lightly
recognised
a
deed
of
sin
,
and
made
of
no
account
the
distinction
between
unhallowed
lust
and
holy
love
?
This
child
of
its
father
's
guilt
and
its
mother
's
shame
has
come
from
the
hand
of
God
,
to
work
in
many
ways
upon
her
heart
,
who
pleads
so
earnestly
and
with
such
bitterness
of
spirit
the
right
to
keep
her
.
It
was
meant
for
a
blessing
--
for
the
one
blessing
of
her
life
!
It
was
meant
,
doubtless
,
the
mother
herself
hath
told
us
,
for
a
retribution
,
too
;
a
torture
to
be
felt
at
many
an
unthought-of
moment
;
a
pang
,
a
sting
,
an
ever-recurring
agony
,
in
the
midst
of
a
troubled
joy
!
Hath
she
not
expressed
this
thought
in
the
garb
of
the
poor
child
,
so
forcibly
reminding
us
of
that
red
symbol
which
sears
her
bosom
?
"
