The Scarlet Letter on Hester's Bosom

Prynne often dropped her work upon her knees and cried out with an agony which she would fain have hidden, but which made utterance for itself betwixt speech and a groan. O father in heaven, if thou art still my father, what is this being which i have brought into the world? And pearl, overhearing the ejaculation, or aware through some more subtle channel of those throbs of anguish, would turn her vivid and beautiful little face upon her mother, smile with sprite like intelligence, and resume her play. One peculiarity of the child's deportment remains yet to be told. V first thing which she had noticed in her life was what not