Hester, Prince, and the Minister

How am I to live longer breathing the same air with this deadly enemy? exclaimed Arthur Dimmesdale, shrinking within himself and pressing his hand nervously against his heart. It were far worse than death replied the minister, but how to avoid it? What choice remains to me? Shall I lie down again on these withered leaves, where I cast myself when thou didst tell me what he was? Must I sink down there and die at once? Alas, what a ruin has befallen thee, said Hester, with the tears gushing into her eyes. Will Thou die for very weakness? There is no other cause. The judgment of God is on me, answered the conscience,

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