Could it be true? She clutched the child so fiercely to her breast, that it
sent forth a cry; she turned her eyes downward at the scarlet letter, and even
touched it with her finger, to assure herself that the infant and the shame were
real. Yes!—these were her realities,—all else had vanished!
Could this really be happening? She clutched the child to her breast so
fiercely that it began to cry. She looked down at the scarlet letter and even
touched it with her finger to be sure that the infant and the shame were both
real. They were real, and everything else had vanished!