The Scarlet Letter Page #2

Mistress Prynne?

Where are you?

Mistress Prynne, where are you?

l found her.

-You did not.

-l did to.

-You did not.

-l did to.

Mistress Prynne,

Have you forgotten

it is the Sabbath?

Of course not.

Forgive me.

We've come by especially

to bring you to church.

Thank you, so much.

Please, go on without me.

l will follow at once.

Make haste.

Yes, sir.

All right, girl,

Come on.

Oh goodnes!

Back up. Back up.

Come on now, back up.

Come on. Come on. Back up.

Good morrow.

May l be of assistance?

Not from up there.

Come on.

Come on.

Steady. Steady.

l can't make this horse

understand me.

Let me try.

Come on, girl.

Come on, back up!

Come on, girl.

Come on. Come on.

l'm afraid you're in too deep.

She'll not make it.

Let me try this.

l do hope you can get it free.

l'm already late for the service,

and everyone's talking about me.

l've been away and l'm quite

behind on local gossip.

l bought the old Newbury place

out on Ballinger's Point.

Then,

l owe you an apology.

l've been trespassing.

There's a place at the point

where l like to bath.

Really? Well, l shan't charge

too steep a tariff.

Come on, girl, back up!

-Back up.

-One,

Two,

Two. Three.

l'm afraid this cart will be

stuck here until Sabbath next

unless l gather hands to help.

Would you care to ride with me?

On your horse, with you?

Aye, unless you can ride.

l can ride.

You take my horse

and l'll take yours.

There's a shortcut

to the meeting house,

but it's a difficult road.

l shall manage, sir.

-Are you certain?

-Just you lead the way.

Come on! Come on!

Come on! Come on!

May God be with you.

l'm sure he already is.

But aren't you coming to...

Good Sabbath to ye all.

Friends,

and fellow voyagers,

in the greatest of all dreams.

We've been singled out,

like lsrael of old,

to serve as a model.

But if we are to succeed

in building our new Jerusalem,

our ''City on a Hill'',

then the power of love,

yea, His Divine Love,

we must bind our hearts as one!

English and lndian,

gentry and indentured,

free man and slaves,

and make of us

an example for all the world,

to marvel at and proclaim:

''Here...

is the measure of perfection!

Here,

lives God's own!''

But we are not succeeding

in that test.

We are failing!

And why?

Because we covet,

nay,

we lust after

what is not ours.

Be it for the rich land

of our lndian brothers,

be it for glory,

for profits or for revenge.

Need l read the secret

of every heart?

l will if you want.

Yea, l will if you want.

l will lay open the secrets

before the eyes of God!

What thou lusteth after is my enemy,

sayeth the Lord God.

For only l shall consume thee,

only l shall fill thee up.

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