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Old
Roger
Chillingworth
knelt
down
beside
him
,
with
a
blank
,
dull
countenance
,
out
of
which
the
life
seemed
to
have
departed
,
"
Thou
hast
escaped
me
!
"
he
repeated
more
than
once
.
"
Thou
hast
escaped
me
!
"
"
May
God
forgive
thee
!
"
said
the
minister
.
"
Thou
,
too
,
hast
deeply
sinned
!
"
He
withdrew
his
dying
eyes
from
the
old
man
,
and
fixed
them
on
the
woman
and
the
child
.
"
My
little
Pearl
,
"
said
he
,
feebly
and
there
was
a
sweet
and
gentle
smile
over
his
face
,
as
of
a
spirit
sinking
into
deep
repose
;
nay
,
now
that
the
burden
was
removed
,
it
seemed
almost
as
if
he
would
be
sportive
with
the
child
--
"
dear
little
Pearl
,
wilt
thou
kiss
me
now
?
Thou
wouldst
not
,
yonder
,
in
the
forest
!
But
now
thou
wilt
?
"
Pearl
kissed
his
lips
.
A
spell
was
broken
.
The
great
scene
of
grief
,
in
which
the
wild
infant
bore
a
part
had
developed
all
her
sympathies
;
and
as
her
tears
fell
upon
her
father
's
cheek
,
they
were
the
pledge
that
she
would
grow
up
amid
human
joy
and
sorrow
,
nor
forever
do
battle
with
the
world
,
but
be
a
woman
in
it
.
Towards
her
mother
,
too
,
Pearl
's
errand
as
a
messenger
of
anguish
was
fulfilled
.
"
Hester
,
"
said
the
clergyman
,
"
farewell
!
"
"
Shall
we
not
meet
again
?
"
whispered
she
,
bending
her
face
down
close
to
his
.
"
Shall
we
not
spend
our
immortal
life
together
?
Surely
,
surely
,
we
have
ransomed
one
another
,
with
all
this
woe
!
Thou
lookest
far
into
eternity
,
with
those
bright
dying
eyes
!
Then
tell
me
what
thou
seest
!
"
"
Hush
,
Hester
--
hush
!
"
said
he
,
with
tremulous
solemnity
"
The
law
we
broke
I
--
the
sin
here
awfully
revealed
!
--
let
these
alone
be
in
thy
thoughts
!
I
fear
!
I
fear
!
It
may
be
,
that
,
when
we
forgot
our
God
--
when
we
violated
our
reverence
each
for
the
other
's
soul
--
it
was
thenceforth
vain
to
hope
that
we
could
meet
hereafter
,
in
an
everlasting
and
pure
reunion
.
God
knows
;
and
He
is
merciful
!
He
hath
proved
his
mercy
,
most
of
all
,
in
my
afflictions
.
By
giving
me
this
burning
torture
to
bear
upon
my
breast
!
By
sending
yonder
dark
and
terrible
old
man
,
to
keep
the
torture
always
at
red-heat
!
By
bringing
me
hither
,
to
die
this
death
of
triumphant
ignominy
before
the
people
!
Had
either
of
these
agonies
been
wanting
,
I
had
been
lost
for
ever
!
Praised
be
His
name
!
His
will
be
done
!
Farewell
!
"
