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"
Arthur
Dimmesdale
!
"
she
said
,
faintly
at
first
,
then
louder
,
but
hoarsely
--
"
Arthur
Dimmesdale
!
"
"
Who
speaks
?
"
answered
the
minister
.
Gathering
himself
quickly
up
,
he
stood
more
erect
,
like
a
man
taken
by
surprise
in
a
mood
to
which
he
was
reluctant
to
have
witnesses
.
Throwing
his
eyes
anxiously
in
the
direction
of
the
voice
,
he
indistinctly
beheld
a
form
under
the
trees
,
clad
in
garments
so
sombre
,
and
so
little
relieved
from
the
gray
twilight
into
which
the
clouded
sky
and
the
heavy
foliage
had
darkened
the
noontide
,
that
he
knew
not
whether
it
were
a
woman
or
a
shadow
.
It
may
be
that
his
pathway
through
life
was
haunted
thus
by
a
spectre
that
had
stolen
out
from
among
his
thoughts
.
He
made
a
step
nigher
,
and
discovered
the
scarlet
letter
.
"
Hester
!
Hester
Prynne
!
'
,
said
he
;
"
is
it
thou
?
Art
thou
in
life
?
"
"
Even
so
.
"
she
answered
.
"
In
such
life
as
has
been
mine
these
seven
years
past
!
And
thou
,
Arthur
Dimmesdale
,
dost
thou
yet
live
?
"
It
was
no
wonder
that
they
thus
questioned
one
another
's
actual
and
bodily
existence
,
and
even
doubted
of
their
own
.
So
strangely
did
they
meet
in
the
dim
wood
that
it
was
like
the
first
encounter
in
the
world
beyond
the
grave
of
two
spirits
who
had
been
intimately
connected
in
their
former
life
,
but
now
stood
coldly
shuddering
in
mutual
dread
,
as
not
yet
familiar
with
their
state
,
nor
wonted
to
the
companionship
of
disembodied
beings
.
Each
a
ghost
,
and
awe-stricken
at
the
other
ghost
.
They
were
awe-stricken
likewise
at
themselves
,
because
the
crisis
flung
back
to
them
their
consciousness
,
and
revealed
to
each
heart
its
history
and
experience
,
as
life
never
does
,
except
at
such
breathless
epochs
.
The
soul
beheld
its
features
in
the
mirror
of
the
passing
moment
.
It
was
with
fear
,
and
tremulously
,
and
,
as
it
were
,
by
a
slow
,
reluctant
necessity
,
that
Arthur
Dimmesdale
put
forth
his
hand
,
chill
as
death
,
and
touched
the
chill
hand
of
Hester
Prynne
.
The
grasp
,
cold
as
it
was
,
took
away
what
was
dreariest
in
the
interview
.
They
now
felt
themselves
,
at
least
,
inhabitants
of
the
same
sphere
.
Without
a
word
more
spoken
--
neither
he
nor
she
assuming
the
guidance
,
but
with
an
unexpressed
consent
--
they
glided
back
into
the
shadow
of
the
woods
whence
Hester
had
emerged
,
and
sat
down
on
the
heap
of
moss
where
she
and
Pearl
had
before
been
sitting
.
When
they
found
voice
to
speak
,
it
was
at
first
only
to
utter
remarks
and
inquiries
such
as
any
two
acquaintances
might
have
made
,
about
the
gloomy
sky
,
the
threatening
storm
,
and
,
next
,
the
health
of
each
.
Thus
they
went
onward
,
not
boldly
,
but
step
by
step
,
into
the
themes
that
were
brooding
deepest
in
their
hearts
.
So
long
estranged
by
fate
and
circumstances
,
they
needed
something
slight
and
casual
to
run
before
and
throw
open
the
doors
of
intercourse
,
so
that
their
real
thoughts
might
be
led
across
the
threshold
.
After
awhile
,
the
minister
fixed
his
eyes
on
Hester
Prynne
's
.
"
Hester
,
"
said
he
,
"
hast
thou
found
peace
?
"
