Hester Praynne Cried, Thou Hast Long Had Such an Enemy and Under Mine Own Roof

The minister started to his feet, gasping for breath and clutching at his heart as if he would have torn it out of his bosom. A what sayest thou cried, he enemy and under mine own roof? What mean you? Hester prynne was now fully sensible of the deep injury for which she was responsible in permitting him to lie. She doubted not that the continual presence of roger chillingworth, the secret poison of his malignity infecting all the air about him, had been turned to a cruel purpose. By means of them, the sufferer's conscience had been kept in an irritated state, the tendency of which was not to cure by wholesome pain