The Infamy That She Must Carry Thither

It may seem marvellous that this woman should still call that place her home, where and where only she must needs be the type of shame. It was if a new birth with stronger assimilations than the first had converted the forest land, so uncongenial to every other pilgrim and wanderer in to hester prynne's wild and dreary but lifelong home. But there is a fatality, which almost invariably compels human beings to linger around, haunt, ghost like, the spot where some great and marked event has given the color to their lifetime. And still, the more irresistibly, the darker the tinge that saddens it. Her sin,