" And never had Hester Prynne appeared
more ladylike, in the antique interpretation of the term, than as she
issued from the prison. Those who had before known her and had expected
to behold her dimmed and obscured by a disastrous cloud, were
astonished, and even startled, to perceive how her beauty shone out and
made a halo of the misfortune and ignominy in which she was enveloped.
It may be true that, to a sensitive observer, there was something
exquisitely painful in it. Her attire, which indeed, she had wrought for
the occasion, in prison, and had modelled much after her own fancy,
seemed to express the attitude of her spirit, the desperate recklessness
of her mood, by its wild and picturesque peculiarity. But the point
which drew all eyes and, as it were, transfigured the wearer- so that
both men and wome, who had been familiarly acquainted with Hester
Prynne, were now impressed as if they beheld her for the first time- was
that Scarlet Letter, so fantastically embroided and illuminated upon
her bosom. It had the effect of a spell, taking her out of the ordinary
relations with humanity and enclosing her in a sphere by herself".
(from Chapter II, "the Market Place"

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