Together, with Hester supporting the reverend’s weight and pearl holding his hand, they climbed up the steps of the scaffolding togerher,
“Are you mad?” whispered Roger Chillingworth, who stood near them. “Stand away from that woman and be cast into the pit of dishonor! I can’t help you after this!”
“He ha,” the reverend laughed at Chillingworth. “Tempter, you are too late this time. With God’s help, I will escape you now!”
The crowd watched in an uproar as the three stood on the scaffolding. The noblemen of rank and dignity could not understand the meaning of his actions.