-'God gave her to me!' repeated Hester,her voice high and afraid. 'I will not let her go!' She turned to Mr Dimmesdale. 'Speak for me!' she cried. 'You were my priest,and you know me batter than these men. You know what is in my heart,and how strongly a mother feels when she has nothing except her child and the scarlet letter!'
-The young priest stepped forward, his face white and nervous, and with pain in his large dark eyes.
-'There is truth in what she saya,' he began. His voice was sweet and gentle, but it seemed to ring through the hall like a bell.