Orakel Classics
The Scarlet Letter
The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne, prepared as a public-domain Orakel edition with 25 chapter-aware companion links.
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THE CUSTOM-HOUSE.
THE CUSTOM-HOUSE. from The Scarlet Letter. It is a little remarkable, that—though disinclined to talk overmuch of myself and my affairs at the fireside, and to my personal friends—an autobiographical impulse should twice in my life have taken possession of me, in addressing the public. The first time was three or four years since, when I favored the reader—inexcusably, and for no earthly reason, that either the indulgent reader or the intrusive author could
Open2I.: THE PRISON-DOOR.
I.: THE PRISON-DOOR. from The Scarlet Letter. A throng of bearded men, in sad-colored garments, and gray, steeple-crowned hats, intermixed with women, some wearing hoods and others bareheaded, was assembled in front of a wooden edifice, the door of which was heavily timbered with oak, and studded with iron
Open3II.: THE MARKET-PLACE.
II.: THE MARKET-PLACE. from The Scarlet Letter. The grass-plot before the jail, in Prison Lane, on a certain summer morning, not less than two centuries ago, was occupied by a pretty large number of the inhabitants of Boston; all with their eyes intently fastened on the iron-clamped oaken door. Amongst any other population, or at a later period in the history of New England, the grim rigidity that petrified the bearded physiognomies of these good people would
Open4III.: THE RECOGNITION.
III.: THE RECOGNITION. from The Scarlet Letter. From this intense consciousness of being the object of severe and universal observation, the wearer of the scarlet letter was at length relieved, by discerning, on the outskirts of the crowd, a figure which irresistibly took possession of her thoughts. An Indian, in his native garb, was standing there; but the red men were not so infrequent visitors of the English settlements, that one of them would have attracted
Open5IV.: THE INTERVIEW.
IV.: THE INTERVIEW. from The Scarlet Letter. After her return to the prison, Hester Prynne was found to be in a state of nervous excitement that demanded constant watchfulness, lest she should perpetrate violence on herself, or do some half-frenzied mischief to the poor babe. As night approached, it proving impossible to quell her insubordination by rebuke or threats of punishment, Master Brackett, the jailer, thought fit to introduce a physician. He described
Open6V.: HESTER AT HER NEEDLE.
V.: HESTER AT HER NEEDLE. from The Scarlet Letter. Hester Prynne’s term of confinement was now at an end. Her prison-door was thrown open, and she came forth into the sunshine, which, falling on all alike, seemed, to her sick and morbid heart, as if meant for no other purpose than to reveal the scarlet letter on her breast. Perhaps there was a more real torture in her first unattended footsteps from the threshold of the prison, than even in the procession and
Open7VI.: PEARL.
VI.: PEARL. from The Scarlet Letter. We have as yet hardly spoken of the infant; that little creature, whose innocent life had sprung, by the inscrutable decree of Providence, a lovely and immortal flower, out of the rank luxuriance of a guilty passion. How strange it seemed to the sad woman, as she watched the growth, and the beauty that became every day more brilliant, and the intelligence that threw its quivering sunshine over the tiny features of
Open8VII.: THE GOVERNOR’S HALL.
VII.: THE GOVERNOR’S HALL. from The Scarlet Letter. Hester Prynne went, one day, to the mansion of Governor Bellingham, with a pair of gloves, which she had fringed and embroidered to his order, and which were to be worn on some great occasion of state; for, though the chances of a popular election had caused this former ruler to descend a step or two from the highest rank, he still held an honorable and influential place among the colonial
Open9VIII.: THE ELF-CHILD AND THE MINISTER.
VIII.: THE ELF-CHILD AND THE MINISTER. from The Scarlet Letter. Governor Bellingham, in a loose gown and easy cap,—such as elderly gentlemen loved to endue themselves with, in their domestic privacy,—walked foremost, and appeared to be showing off his estate, and expatiating on his projected improvements. The wide circumference of an elaborate ruff, beneath his gray beard, in the antiquated fashion of King James’s reign, caused his head to look not a little like that of John the
Open10IX.: THE LEECH.
IX.: THE LEECH. from The Scarlet Letter. Under the appellation of Roger Chillingworth, the reader will remember, was hidden another name, which its former wearer had resolved should never more be spoken. It has been related, how, in the crowd that witnessed Hester Prynne’s ignominious exposure, stood a man, elderly, travel-worn, who, just emerging from the perilous wilderness, beheld the woman, in whom he hoped to find embodied the warmth and cheerfulness
Open11X.: THE LEECH AND HIS PATIENT.
X.: THE LEECH AND HIS PATIENT. from The Scarlet Letter. Old Roger Chillingworth, throughout life, had been calm in temperament, kindly, though not of warm affections, but ever, and in all his relations with the world, a pure and upright man. He had begun an investigation, as he imagined, with the severe and equal integrity of a judge, desirous only of truth, even as if the question involved no more than the air-drawn lines and figures of a geometrical problem, instead of
Open12XI.: THE INTERIOR OF A HEART.
XI.: THE INTERIOR OF A HEART. from The Scarlet Letter. After the incident last described, the intercourse between the clergyman and the physician, though externally the same, was really of another character than it had previously been. The intellect of Roger Chillingworth had now a sufficiently plain path before it. It was not, indeed, precisely that which he had laid out for himself to tread. Calm, gentle, passionless, as he appeared, there was yet, we fear, a quiet
Open13XII.: THE MINISTER’S VIGIL.
XII.: THE MINISTER’S VIGIL. from The Scarlet Letter. Walking in the shadow of a dream, as it were, and perhaps actually under the influence of a species of somnambulism, Mr. Dimmesdale reached the spot where, now so long since, Hester Prynne had lived through her first hours of public ignominy. The same platform or scaffold, black and weather-stained with the storm or sunshine of seven long years, and foot-worn, too, with the tread of many culprits who had since
Open14XIII.: ANOTHER VIEW OF HESTER.
XIII.: ANOTHER VIEW OF HESTER. from The Scarlet Letter. In her late singular interview with Mr. Dimmesdale, Hester Prynne was shocked at the condition to which she found the clergyman reduced. His nerve seemed absolutely destroyed. His moral force was abased into more than childish weakness. It grovelled helpless on the ground, even while his intellectual faculties retained their pristine strength, or had perhaps acquired a morbid energy, which disease only could have
Open15XIV.: HESTER AND THE PHYSICIAN.
XIV.: HESTER AND THE PHYSICIAN. from The Scarlet Letter. Hester bade little Pearl run down to the margin of the water, and play with the shells and tangled sea-weed, until she should have talked awhile with yonder gatherer of herbs. So the child flew away like a bird, and, making bare her small white feet, went pattering along the moist margin of the sea. Here and there she came to a full stop, and peeped curiously into a pool, left by the retiring tide as a mirror for
Open16XV.: HESTER AND PEARL.
XV.: HESTER AND PEARL. from The Scarlet Letter. So Roger Chillingworth—a deformed old figure, with a face that haunted men’s memories longer than they liked—took leave of Hester Prynne, and went stooping away along the earth. He gathered here and there an herb, or grubbed up a root, and put it into the basket on his arm. His gray beard almost touched the ground, as he crept onward. Hester gazed after him a little while, looking with a half-fantastic curiosity to
Open17XVI.: A FOREST WALK.
XVI.: A FOREST WALK. from The Scarlet Letter. Hester Prynne remained constant in her resolve to make known to Mr. Dimmesdale, at whatever risk of present pain or ulterior consequences, the true character of the man who had crept into his intimacy. For several days, however, she vainly sought an opportunity of addressing him in some of the meditative walks which she knew him to be in the habit of taking, along the shores of the peninsula, or on the wooded hills
Open18XVII.: THE PASTOR AND HIS PARISHIONER.
XVII.: THE PASTOR AND HIS PARISHIONER. from The Scarlet Letter. Slowly as the minister walked, he had almost gone by, before Hester Prynne could gather voice enough to attract his observation. At length, she
Open19XVIII.: A FLOOD OF SUNSHINE.
XVIII.: A FLOOD OF SUNSHINE. from The Scarlet Letter. Arthur Dimmesdale gazed into Hester’s face with a look in which hope and joy shone out, indeed, but with fear betwixt them, and a kind of horror at her boldness, who had spoken what he vaguely hinted at, but dared not
Open20XIX.: THE CHILD AT THE BROOK-SIDE.
XIX.: THE CHILD AT THE BROOK-SIDE. from The Scarlet Letter. “Thou wilt love her dearly,” repeated Hester Prynne, as she and the minister sat watching little Pearl. “Dost thou not think her beautiful? And see with what natural skill she has made those simple flowers adorn her! Had she gathered pearls, and diamonds, and rubies, in the wood, they could not have become her better. She is a splendid child! But I know whose brow she
Open21XX.: THE MINISTER IN A MAZE.
XX.: THE MINISTER IN A MAZE. from The Scarlet Letter. As the minister departed, in advance of Hester Prynne and little Pearl, he threw a backward glance; half expecting that he should discover only some faintly traced features or outline of the mother and the child, slowly fading into the twilight of the woods. So great a vicissitude in his life could not at once be received as real. But there was Hester, clad in her gray robe, still standing beside the tree-trunk,
Open22XXI.: THE NEW ENGLAND HOLIDAY.
XXI.: THE NEW ENGLAND HOLIDAY. from The Scarlet Letter. Betimes in the morning of the day on which the new Governor was to receive his office at the hands of the people, Hester Prynne and little Pearl came into the market-place. It was already thronged with the craftsmen and other plebeian inhabitants of the town, in considerable numbers; among whom, likewise, were many rough figures, whose attire of deer-skins marked them as belonging to some of the forest settlements,
Open23XXII.: THE PROCESSION.
XXII.: THE PROCESSION. from The Scarlet Letter. Before Hester Prynne could call together her thoughts, and consider what was practicable to be done in this new and startling aspect of affairs, the sound of military music was heard approaching along a contiguous street. It denoted the advance of the procession of magistrates and citizens, on its way towards the meeting-house; where, in compliance with a custom thus early established, and ever since observed, the
Open24XXIII.: THE REVELATION OF THE SCARLET LETTER.
XXIII.: THE REVELATION OF THE SCARLET LETTER. from The Scarlet Letter. The eloquent voice, on which the souls of the listening audience had been borne aloft as on the swelling waves of the sea, at length came to a pause. There was a momentary silence, profound as what should follow the utterance of oracles. Then ensued a murmur and half-hushed tumult; as if the auditors, released from the high spell that had transported them into the region of another’s mind, were returning into
Open25XXIV.: CONCLUSION.
XXIV.: CONCLUSION. from The Scarlet Letter. After many days, when time sufficed for the people to arrange their thoughts in reference to the foregoing scene, there was more than one account of what had been witnessed on the
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