Hester Prynn - The Better Life

The clergyman resolved to flee, and not alone. It was the exhilarating effect upon a prisoner just escaped from the dungeon of his own heart. His spirit rose, as it were, with a bound and attained a nearer prospect of the sky than throughout all the misery which had kept him grovelling on the earth. There was inevitably a tinge of the devotional in his mood. Do i feel joy again? Cried he, wondering at himself, methought the germ of it was dead in me. O, hester, thou art my better angel. This is already the better life. Why we not find it sooner? Let us not look back. Answered hester