The Scarlet Letter Page #4

comprehending God

was to be my greatest challenge.

Yes, Reverend?

This morning in the forest,

why did you not say

you were married?

Why did you not say

you were a minister?

Good day, Mistress Prynne.

Good morrow, Mistress Prynne.

Good morrow.

You care for a cup of cider?

We are your neighbours, it seems.

Did you like the sermon

this morning?

From where l sat it

seemed it did please thee.

l liked it very much.

l thought the

young minister very...

Handsome?

Harriet Hibbons.

Ruth?

How do you do?

Come and meet some of

the others who were not invited

to the Governer's shindig.

Sally Short, Mistress Prynne.

How do you do?

l was on the dock

when you arrived.

Mary Rollins.

Mary don't like to speak much.

She's only been free from

the savages this half year.

And Matona don't trust

the English, do you dear?

Mistress Prynne?

Thank you, no.

l never imbibe.

You've gathered some fine

Balm of Gilead,

Shepherd's Purse, yarrow.

You know your plants?

l do. l recite ''Culpepper''

by heart.

Really?

Then what would you use to

heal a bad burn?

l've seen sweet fern work miracles,

but Culpepper suggests blackberry

and red cedar.

Well, you hear that.

My husband has

a very large library

and l was able to school myself.

How do you like our new

Jerusalem?

Sober enough for you?

Aye,

sober enough.

What l miss is the dancing.

Dancing?

When first we came,

they'd be dancing round

the maypole.

Feast days we'd sing

bawdy songs.

People weren't afraid

to play the fool.

We'd teach

the bears to dance.

Now days, everybody getting more

and more sourfaced and ponderous.

And a whipping post stands

where the mayppole used to be.

But there's a few of us who

haven't forgotten to laugh.

lt's been a pleasure

meeting you all.

l'm sorry l must take my leave,

but l don't want to be stuck

in the wilds at night.

There are things that sound to me,

the wilds at night are

my natural territory.

Particulary when there's

a full moon.

Do you try to frighten me

with this witch talk?

Not so, Mistress Prynne.

But l can see

what others cannot.

Be a curse, to be sure,

but l know the hearts of men.

And what does my heart tell you?

You're a most comely woman.

Let a man tremble

who wins the hand of a maid,

but possesses not the

full passion of her heart.

My husband has nothing to fear.

Good day Mistress Hibbons.

Good day, Mistress Prynne.

Good day, Goody Gotwick.

l brought these for

Reverend Dimmesdale.

The Reverend be occupied

with his work, Missus.

Leave them books on the table

and l'll be sure he gets them.

Good morrow, Reverend.

Good morrow, Mistress Prynne.

Knowing you hunger for new reading,

l brought you some books.

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