Some sort of guilt or madness has taken over Dimmesdale. For some reason, it's impossible for him to be himself. He questions if he wrote his name in the Devil's book when he was in the forest with Hester. Upon his way home he bumped into old Mistress Hibbons:
“So, reverend Sir, you have made a visit into the forest,” observed the witch-lady, nodding her high head-dress at him. “The next time, I pray you to allow me only a fair warning, and I shall be proud to bear you company. Without taking overmuch upon myself, my good word will go far towards gaining any strange gentleman a fair reception from yonder potentate you wot of!”-Hawthorne
Mistress Hibbons words scare the Reverend. She's knows he walked into the woods at night. It could lead to further problems in the book. Dimmesdale returns home and Chillingworth confronts him. He sees how pale and nervous the Minister is when he talks to him and knows Dimmesdale is no longer his friend. Suprisingly, he lets Chillingworth make him some medicine, without any suspesion to what might be in it. That night he stayed in his cottage full of books and a warm fireplace, rewriting his sermon. This makes me question if Dimmesdale had given up on his fate. If he doens't care wether he lives or dies. This chapter is mysterious and makes the readers yearn to see what's going to happen next.
“So, reverend Sir, you have made a visit into the forest,” observed the witch-lady, nodding her high head-dress at him. “The next time, I pray you to allow me only a fair warning, and I shall be proud to bear you company. Without taking overmuch upon myself, my good word will go far towards gaining any strange gentleman a fair reception from yonder potentate you wot of!”-Hawthorne
Mistress Hibbons words scare the Reverend. She's knows he walked into the woods at night. It could lead to further problems in the book. Dimmesdale returns home and Chillingworth confronts him. He sees how pale and nervous the Minister is when he talks to him and knows Dimmesdale is no longer his friend. Suprisingly, he lets Chillingworth make him some medicine, without any suspesion to what might be in it. That night he stayed in his cottage full of books and a warm fireplace, rewriting his sermon. This makes me question if Dimmesdale had given up on his fate. If he doens't care wether he lives or dies. This chapter is mysterious and makes the readers yearn to see what's going to happen next.
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