'It's Done,' He Cried Aloud

Mister dimmesdale was overcome with a great horror of mind, as if the universe were gazing at a scarlet token on his naked breast. He shrieked aloud, an outcry that went pealing through the night and was beaten back from one house to another. "The whole town will awake and hurry forth and find me here," muttered the minister,. But it was not so. The town did not wake.