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Roger
Chillingworth
possessed
all
,
or
most
,
of
the
attributes
above
enumerated
.
Nevertheless
,
time
went
on
;
a
kind
of
intimacy
,
as
we
have
said
,
grew
up
between
these
two
cultivated
minds
,
which
had
as
wide
a
field
as
the
whole
sphere
of
human
thought
and
study
to
meet
upon
;
they
discussed
every
topic
of
ethics
and
religion
,
of
public
affairs
,
and
private
character
;
they
talked
much
,
on
both
sides
,
of
matters
that
seemed
personal
to
themselves
;
and
yet
no
secret
,
such
as
the
physician
fancied
must
exist
there
,
ever
stole
out
of
the
minister
's
consciousness
into
his
companion
's
ear
.
The
latter
had
his
suspicions
,
indeed
,
that
even
the
nature
of
Mr.
Dimmesdale
's
bodily
disease
had
never
fairly
been
revealed
to
him
.
It
was
a
strange
reserve
!
After
a
time
,
at
a
hint
from
Roger
Chillingworth
,
the
friends
of
Mr.
Dimmesdale
effected
an
arrangement
by
which
the
two
were
lodged
in
the
same
house
;
so
that
every
ebb
and
flow
of
the
minister
's
life-tide
might
pass
under
the
eye
of
his
anxious
and
attached
physician
.
There
was
much
joy
throughout
the
town
when
this
greatly
desirable
object
was
attained
.
It
was
held
to
be
the
best
possible
measure
for
the
young
clergyman
's
welfare
;
unless
,
indeed
,
as
often
urged
by
such
as
felt
authorised
to
do
so
,
he
had
selected
some
one
of
the
many
blooming
damsels
,
spiritually
devoted
to
him
,
to
become
his
devoted
wife
.
This
latter
step
,
however
,
there
was
no
present
prospect
that
Arthur
Dimmesdale
would
be
prevailed
upon
to
take
;
he
rejected
all
suggestions
of
the
kind
,
as
if
priestly
celibacy
were
one
of
his
articles
of
Church
discipline
.
Doomed
by
his
own
choice
,
therefore
,
as
Mr.
Dimmesdale
so
evidently
was
,
to
eat
his
unsavoury
morsel
always
at
another
's
board
,
and
endure
the
life-long
chill
which
must
be
his
lot
who
seeks
to
warm
himself
only
at
another
's
fireside
,
it
truly
seemed
that
this
sagacious
,
experienced
,
benevolent
old
physician
,
with
his
concord
of
paternal
and
reverential
love
for
the
young
pastor
,
was
the
very
man
,
of
all
mankind
,
to
be
constantly
within
reach
of
his
voice
.
The
new
abode
of
the
two
friends
was
with
a
pious
widow
,
of
good
social
rank
,
who
dwelt
in
a
house
covering
pretty
nearly
the
site
on
which
the
venerable
structure
of
King
's
Chapel
has
since
been
built
.
It
had
the
graveyard
,
originally
Isaac
Johnson
's
home-field
,
on
one
side
,
and
so
was
well
adapted
to
call
up
serious
reflections
,
suited
to
their
respective
employments
,
in
both
minister
and
man
of
physic
.
The
motherly
care
of
the
good
widow
assigned
to
Mr.
Dimmesdale
a
front
apartment
,
with
a
sunny
exposure
,
and
heavy
window-curtains
,
to
create
a
noontide
shadow
when
desirable
.
The
walls
were
hung
round
with
tapestry
,
said
to
be
from
the
Gobelin
looms
,
and
,
at
all
events
,
representing
the
Scriptural
story
of
David
and
Bathsheba
,
and
Nathan
the
Prophet
,
in
colours
still
unfaded
,
but
which
made
the
fair
woman
of
the
scene
almost
as
grimly
picturesque
as
the
woe-denouncing
seer
.
Here
the
pale
clergyman
piled
up
his
library
,
rich
with
parchment-bound
folios
of
the
Fathers
,
and
the
lore
of
Rabbis
,
and
monkish
erudition
,
of
which
the
Protestant
divines
,
even
while
they
vilified
and
decried
that
class
of
writers
,
were
yet
constrained
often
to
avail
themselves
.
On
the
other
side
of
the
house
,
old
Roger
Chillingworth
arranged
his
study
and
laboratory
:
not
such
as
a
modern
man
of
science
would
reckon
even
tolerably
complete
,
but
provided
with
a
distilling
apparatus
and
the
means
of
compounding
drugs
and
chemicals
,
which
the
practised
alchemist
knew
well
how
to
turn
to
purpose
.
With
such
commodiousness
of
situation
,
these
two
learned
persons
sat
themselves
down
,
each
in
his
own
domain
,
yet
familiarly
passing
from
one
apartment
to
the
other
,
and
bestowing
a
mutual
and
not
incurious
inspection
into
one
another
's
business
.
And
the
Reverend
Arthur
Dimmesdale
's
best
discerning
friends
,
as
we
have
intimated
,
very
reasonably
imagined
that
the
hand
of
Providence
had
done
all
this
for
the
purpose
--
besought
in
so
many
public
and
domestic
and
secret
prayers
--
of
restoring
the
young
minister
to
health
.
But
,
it
must
now
be
said
,
another
portion
of
the
community
had
latterly
begun
to
take
its
own
view
of
the
relation
betwixt
Mr.
Dimmesdale
and
the
mysterious
old
physician
.
When
an
uninstructed
multitude
attempts
to
see
with
its
eyes
,
it
is
exceedingly
apt
to
be
deceived
.
When
,
however
,
it
forms
its
judgment
,
as
it
usually
does
,
on
the
intuitions
of
its
great
and
warm
heart
,
the
conclusions
thus
attained
are
often
so
profound
and
so
unerring
as
to
possess
the
character
of
truth
supernaturally
revealed
.
The
people
,
in
the
case
of
which
we
speak
,
could
justify
its
prejudice
against
Roger
Chillingworth
by
no
fact
or
argument
worthy
of
serious
refutation
.
There
was
an
aged
handicraftsman
,
it
is
true
,
who
had
been
a
citizen
of
London
at
the
period
of
Sir
Thomas
Overbury
's
murder
,
now
some
thirty
years
agone
;
he
testified
to
having
seen
the
physician
,
under
some
other
name
,
which
the
narrator
of
the
story
had
now
forgotten
,
in
company
with
Dr.
Forman
,
the
famous
old
conjurer
,
who
was
implicated
in
the
affair
of
Overbury
.
Two
or
three
individuals
hinted
that
the
man
of
skill
,
during
his
Indian
captivity
,
had
enlarged
his
medical
attainments
by
joining
in
the
incantations
of
the
savage
priests
,
who
were
universally
acknowledged
to
be
powerful
enchanters
,
often
performing
seemingly
miraculous
cures
by
their
skill
in
the
black
art
.
A
large
number
--
and
many
of
these
were
persons
of
such
sober
sense
and
practical
observation
that
their
opinions
would
have
been
valuable
in
other
matters
--
affirmed
that
Roger
Chillingworth
's
aspect
had
undergone
a
remarkable
change
while
he
had
dwelt
in
town
,
and
especially
since
his
abode
with
Mr.
Dimmesdale
.
At
first
,
his
expression
had
been
calm
,
meditative
,
scholar-like
.
Now
there
was
something
ugly
and
evil
in
his
face
,
which
they
had
not
previously
noticed
,
and
which
grew
still
the
more
obvious
to
sight
the
oftener
they
looked
upon
him
.
According
to
the
vulgar
idea
,
the
fire
in
his
laboratory
had
been
brought
from
the
lower
regions
,
and
was
fed
with
infernal
fuel
;
and
so
,
as
might
be
expected
,
his
visage
was
getting
sooty
with
the
smoke
.
To
sum
up
the
matter
,
it
grew
to
be
a
widely
diffused
opinion
that
the
Rev.
Arthur
Dimmesdale
,
like
many
other
personages
of
special
sanctity
,
in
all
ages
of
the
Christian
world
,
was
haunted
either
by
Satan
himself
or
Satan
's
emissary
,
in
the
guise
of
old
Roger
Chillingworth
.
This
diabolical
agent
had
the
Divine
permission
,
for
a
season
,
to
burrow
into
the
clergyman
's
intimacy
,
and
plot
against
his
soul
.
No
sensible
man
,
it
was
confessed
,
could
doubt
on
which
side
the
victory
would
turn
The
people
looked
,
with
an
unshaken
hope
,
to
see
the
minister
come
forth
out
of
the
conflict
transfigured
with
the
glory
which
he
would
unquestionably
win
.
Meanwhile
,
nevertheless
,
it
was
sad
to
think
of
the
perchance
mortal
agony
through
which
he
must
struggle
towards
his
triumph
.
Alas
!
to
judge
from
the
gloom
and
terror
in
the
depth
of
the
poor
minister
's
eyes
,
the
battle
was
a
sore
one
,
and
the
victory
anything
but
secure
.
