Hester Prynne, a Friend of the Lord

The reverend mister dimmesdale bent his head in silent prayer, as it seemed. Hester prynne said he leaning over the balcony and looking down steadfastly into her eyes. The trying nature of his position drove the blood from his cheek and made his lips tremulous. Even the poor baby at hester's bosom was affected by the same influence. So powerful seemed the minister's appeal that the people could not believe but that hester prynne would speak out the guilty name.