Prithee, Young One!

The governor, in advance of his visitors, ascended one or two steps and found himself close to little pearl. The shadow of the curtain fell on hester prynne and partially concealed her. But how get such a guest into my hall? Ah, indeed, cried, good old mister wilson. What little bird of scarlet plumage may this be? Methinks i have seen just such figures when the sun has been shining through a richly painted window and tracing out the golden and crimson images across the floor. But that was in the old land.