Passage " Who is that man, Hester？" gasped Mr. Dimmesdale, overcome with terror. " I shiv

er at him Dost thou know the man？ I hate him, Hester!" She remembered her oath, and was silent. "I tell thee, my soul shivers at him," muttered the minister again. "Who is he？ Who is he？ Canst thou do nothing for me？ I have a nameless horror of the man. "Minister," said little Pearl. "I can tell thee who he is!" "Quickly, then, child!" said the minister, bending his ear close to her lips. "Quickly! — and as low as thou canst whisper. Pearl mumbled something into his ear, that sounded, indeed, like human language, but was only such gibberish as children may be heard amusing themselves with, by the hour together At all events, if it involved any secret information in regard to old Roger Chillingworth, it was in a tongue unknown to the erudite clergyman, and did but increase the bewilderment of his mind. The elfish child then laughed aloud. "Dost thou mock me now？" said the minister. " Thou wast not bold! —thou wast not true! " answered the child. " Thou wouldst not promise to lake my hand, and mother s hand, tomorrow noontide!" Questions:

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