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"
Were
it
God
's
will
,
"
said
the
Reverend
Mr.
Dimmesdale
,
when
,
in
fulfilment
of
this
pledge
,
he
requested
old
Roger
Chillingworth
's
professional
advice
,
"
I
could
be
well
content
that
my
labours
,
and
my
sorrows
,
and
my
sins
,
and
my
pains
,
should
shortly
end
with
me
,
and
what
is
earthly
of
them
be
buried
in
my
grave
,
and
the
spiritual
go
with
me
to
my
eternal
state
,
rather
than
that
you
should
put
your
skill
to
the
proof
in
my
behalf
.
"
"
Ah
,
"
replied
Roger
Chillingworth
,
with
that
quietness
,
which
,
whether
imposed
or
natural
,
marked
all
his
deportment
,
"
it
is
thus
that
a
young
clergyman
is
apt
to
speak
.
Youthful
men
,
not
having
taken
a
deep
root
,
give
up
their
hold
of
life
so
easily
!
And
saintly
men
,
who
walk
with
God
on
earth
,
would
fain
be
away
,
to
walk
with
him
on
the
golden
pavements
of
the
New
Jerusalem
.
"
"
Nay
,
"
rejoined
the
young
minister
,
putting
his
hand
to
his
heart
,
with
a
flush
of
pain
flitting
over
his
brow
,
"
were
I
worthier
to
walk
there
,
I
could
be
better
content
to
toil
here
.
"
"
Good
men
ever
interpret
themselves
too
meanly
,
"
said
the
physician
.
In
this
manner
,
the
mysterious
old
Roger
Chillingworth
became
the
medical
adviser
of
the
Reverend
Mr.
Dimmesdale
.
As
not
only
the
disease
interested
the
physician
,
but
he
was
strongly
moved
to
look
into
the
character
and
qualities
of
the
patient
,
these
two
men
,
so
different
in
age
,
came
gradually
to
spend
much
time
together
.
For
the
sake
of
the
minister
's
health
,
and
to
enable
the
leech
to
gather
plants
with
healing
balm
in
them
,
they
took
long
walks
on
the
sea-shore
,
or
in
the
forest
;
mingling
various
walks
with
the
splash
and
murmur
of
the
waves
,
and
the
solemn
wind-anthem
among
the
tree-tops
.
Often
,
likewise
,
one
was
the
guest
of
the
other
in
his
place
of
study
and
retirement
There
was
a
fascination
for
the
minister
in
the
company
of
the
man
of
science
,
in
whom
he
recognised
an
intellectual
cultivation
of
no
moderate
depth
or
scope
;
together
with
a
range
and
freedom
of
ideas
,
that
he
would
have
vainly
looked
for
among
the
members
of
his
own
profession
.
In
truth
,
he
was
startled
,
if
not
shocked
,
to
find
this
attribute
in
the
physician
.
Mr.
Dimmesdale
was
a
true
priest
,
a
true
religionist
,
with
the
reverential
sentiment
largely
developed
,
and
an
order
of
mind
that
impelled
itself
powerfully
along
the
track
of
a
creed
,
and
wore
its
passage
continually
deeper
with
the
lapse
of
time
.
In
no
state
of
society
would
he
have
been
what
is
called
a
man
of
liberal
views
;
it
would
always
be
essential
to
his
peace
to
feel
the
pressure
of
a
faith
about
him
,
supporting
,
while
it
confined
him
within
its
iron
framework
.
Not
the
less
,
however
,
though
with
a
tremulous
enjoyment
,
did
he
feel
the
occasional
relief
of
looking
at
the
universe
through
the
medium
of
another
kind
of
intellect
than
those
with
which
he
habitually
held
converse
.
It
was
as
if
a
window
were
thrown
open
,
admitting
a
freer
atmosphere
into
the
close
and
stifled
study
,
where
his
life
was
wasting
itself
away
,
amid
lamp-light
,
or
obstructed
day-beams
,
and
the
musty
fragrance
,
be
it
sensual
or
moral
,
that
exhales
from
books
.
But
the
air
was
too
fresh
and
chill
to
be
long
breathed
with
comfort
.
So
the
minister
,
and
the
physician
with
him
,
withdrew
again
within
the
limits
of
what
their
Church
defined
as
orthodox
.
Thus
Roger
Chillingworth
scrutinised
his
patient
carefully
,
both
as
he
saw
him
in
his
ordinary
life
,
keeping
an
accustomed
pathway
in
the
range
of
thoughts
familiar
to
him
,
and
as
he
appeared
when
thrown
amidst
other
moral
scenery
,
the
novelty
of
which
might
call
out
something
new
to
the
surface
of
his
character
.
He
deemed
it
essential
,
it
would
seem
,
to
know
the
man
,
before
attempting
to
do
him
good
.
Wherever
there
is
a
heart
and
an
intellect
,
the
diseases
of
the
physical
frame
are
tinged
with
the
peculiarities
of
these
.
In
Arthur
Dimmesdale
,
thought
and
imagination
were
so
active
,
and
sensibility
so
intense
,
that
the
bodily
infirmity
would
be
likely
to
have
its
groundwork
there
.
So
Roger
Chillingworth
--
the
man
of
skill
,
the
kind
and
friendly
physician
--
strove
to
go
deep
into
his
patient
's
bosom
,
delving
among
his
principles
,
prying
into
his
recollections
,
and
probing
everything
with
a
cautious
touch
,
like
a
treasure-seeker
in
a
dark
cavern
.
Few
secrets
can
escape
an
investigator
,
who
has
opportunity
and
licence
to
undertake
such
a
quest
,
and
skill
to
follow
it
up
.
A
man
burdened
with
a
secret
should
especially
avoid
the
intimacy
of
his
physician
.
If
the
latter
possess
native
sagacity
,
and
a
nameless
something
more
let
us
call
it
intuition
;
if
he
show
no
intrusive
egotism
,
nor
disagreeable
prominent
characteristics
of
his
own
;
if
he
have
the
power
,
which
must
be
born
with
him
,
to
bring
his
mind
into
such
affinity
with
his
patient
's
,
that
this
last
shall
unawares
have
spoken
what
he
imagines
himself
only
to
have
thought
if
such
revelations
be
received
without
tumult
,
and
acknowledged
not
so
often
by
an
uttered
sympathy
as
by
silence
,
an
inarticulate
breath
,
and
here
and
there
a
word
to
indicate
that
all
is
understood
;
if
to
these
qualifications
of
a
confidant
be
joined
the
advantages
afforded
by
his
recognised
character
as
a
physician
;
--
then
,
at
some
inevitable
moment
,
will
the
soul
of
the
sufferer
be
dissolved
,
and
flow
forth
in
a
dark
but
transparent
stream
,
bringing
all
its
mysteries
into
the
daylight
.
