{"id":1393028,"date":"2016-09-28T10:00:46","date_gmt":"2016-09-28T14:00:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/community.sparknotes.com\/?p=1393028"},"modified":"2017-02-23T16:22:37","modified_gmt":"2017-02-23T21:22:37","slug":"blogging-the-scarlet-letter-part-5-chapters-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"\/blog\/blogging-the-scarlet-letter-part-5-chapters-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Blogging <i>The Scarlet Letter<\/i>: Part 5 (Chapters 9-10)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/img.sparknotes.com\/content\/sparklife\/sparktalk\/bloggingscarletletter_main2_LargeWide.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"701\" height=\"394\" \/><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/community.sparknotes.com\/2016\/09\/26\/blogging-the-scarlet-letter-part-4-chapters-7-8\" target=\"_blank\">Previously in Blogging The Scarlet Letter<\/a>, \u00a0Hester got invited to a devil \u00a0party and Dimmesdale was Captain Obvious.<\/p>\n<p>Find every installment <a href=\"http:\/\/community.sparknotes.com\/tag\/scarlet-letter-2016\" target=\"_blank\">here<\/a>!<\/p>\n<p><strong>Chapter 9: The Leech*<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Brace yourselves: there is no dialogue in this chapter.<\/p>\n<p>Roger Chillingworth, if you&#8217;ll remember from last time, is bearing \u00a0a greater semblance to \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/pmcdeadline2.files.wordpress.com\/2015\/12\/gollum.jpg?w=446&amp;h=299&amp;crop=1\" target=\"_blank\">Gollum<\/a> \u00a0than ever before. He \u00a0has glo&#8217;d down, so to speak.<\/p>\n<p>As much as I hate to say it, Roger is a great physician \u00a0by Puritan standards, and Hester&#8217;s community \u00a0welcomes him like a saint. (As long as that saint was canonized by the Protestants and not the Roman Catholics.) He may be \u00a0good at his job, but I can&#8217;t help feeling \u00a0he&#8217;s a little <a href=\"http:\/\/static.tvtropes.org\/pmwiki\/pub\/images\/scrubs_kelso_2493.jpg\" target=\"_blank\">Bob Kelso-esque<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/img.sparknotes.com\/content\/sparklife\/sparktalk\/scarletletter_13.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"701\" height=\"211\" \/><br \/>\n<small><em>Smiles never reach his eyes. Scrubs \/ ABC<\/em><\/small><\/p>\n<p>A \u00a0few things happen almost simultaneously. Some of these events we already know about, but they&#8217;re reiterated here:<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Chillingworth rolls into town.<\/li>\n<li>Reverend Arthur Dimmesdale \u00a0starts looking sicker \u00a0than anyone had ever seen him.<\/li>\n<li>Hester does scaffold time for adultery.<\/li>\n<li>Chillingworth goes Jerry Springer to \u00a0find out who the father of \u00a0Hester&#8217;s baby is.<\/li>\n<li>He adopts Arthur Dimmesdale \u00a0as his &#8220;spiritual guide.&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Dimmesdale adopts Chillingworth as his personal physician.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>Are these coincidences? I can say with conviction: maybe.<\/p>\n<p>In any case, the community is desperate for \u00a0their minister with the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thewrap.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/hasselhoff.jpg\" target=\"_blank\">lats<\/a> \u00a0of David Hasselhoff \u00a0and the <a href=\"https:\/\/i.ytimg.com\/vi\/QMflKviWL-8\/hqdefault.jpg\" target=\"_blank\">voice<\/a> of \u00a0Morgan Freeman \u00a0to make a speedy recovery, for religion purposes.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s what happens next: \u00a0Chillingworth and Dimmesdale start spending a lot of time together. \u00a0They take long walks on the beach. \u00a0Chillingworth \u00a0strives &#8220;to go deep into his patient&#8217;s bosom [&#8230;] like a treasure-seeker in a dark cavern.&#8221; \u00a0(What?) \u00a0Many women flirt with Dimmesdale \u00a0but \u00a0he turns them down to discuss existential questions with Chillingworth \u00a0over pancakes. \u00a0They \u00a0MOVE IN TOGETHER.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/img.sparknotes.com\/content\/sparklife\/sparktalk\/scarletletter_9.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"701\" height=\"251\" \/><small><em>Roger and Art \u00a0in their Massachusetts home &#8211; Movieclips \/ Youtube<\/em><\/small><\/p>\n<p>The only thing I embellished on was the pancakes. I&#8217;m not insinuating anything, but I&#8217;m also not <em>not<\/em> \u00a0insinuating anything, because \u00a0there is Chillingworth\/Dimmesdale fan fiction on the internet and if we&#8217;re being \u00a0honest it writes itself.<\/p>\n<p><iframe class=\"giphy-embed\" src=\"\/\/giphy.com\/embed\/d5t6bqFD3c5nG\" width=\"480\" height=\"420\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/giphy.com\/gifs\/know-monty-python-d5t6bqFD3c5nG\">via GIPHY<\/a><\/p>\n<p>The &#8220;official&#8221; reason given for this canoodling is that Chillingworth can only treat his patient \u00a0if he gets to know him inside and out\u2014for \u00a0&#8220;wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these.&#8221; Is this a NYTimes Wellness Blog piece \u00a0on the health benefits of mindfulness? \u00a0Maybe Dimmesdale should try meditation. Or eating his salted meats with \u00a0intention.<\/p>\n<p>Dimmesdale looks worse than ever \u00a0and keeps putting \u00a0his hand over his heart, wincing in pain.* I&#8217;m not a doctor, but I do know the symptoms of \u00a0acid reflux and would recommend two \u00a0Tums and avoiding spicy foods.<\/p>\n<p>Chillingworth doesn&#8217;t look much better: &#8220;Now, there was something ugly and evil in his face, with [the townspeople] that not previously noticed, and which grew still the more obvious to sight.&#8221; There is no antacid \u00a0for evil.<\/p>\n<p>The chapter concludes with:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><span style=\"color: #808080;\"><em>To sum up the matter, it grew to be a widely diffused opinion, that the Reverend Arthur Dimmesdale, like many other personages of especial sanctity, in all ages of the Christian world, was haunted by either Satan himself, or Satan&#8217;s emissary, in the guise of old Roger Chillingworth. This diabolical agent had the Divine permission, for a season, to burrow into the clergyman&#8217;s intimacy, and plot against his soul.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>O_O<\/p>\n<p>*This actually seems important.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Chapter 10: The Leech and His Patient<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I can summarize the first half \u00a0of this in a paraphrased conversation that takes place in Chillingworth&#8217;s laboratory:<\/p>\n<p><strong>Dimmesdale<\/strong>: Where did you find that unusual-looking plant?<br \/>\n<strong>Chillingworth<\/strong>: On an unmarked grave, which tells me that \u00a0the person buried there died without confessing his \u00a0most unforgivable \u00a0sin.<br \/>\n<strong>Dimmesdale<\/strong>: How do you know that?<br \/>\n<strong>Chillingworth: \u00a0<\/strong>Science.<br \/>\n<strong>Dimmesdale<\/strong>: Well have you ever thought \u00a0about how he probably WANTED to confess this sin but COULDN&#8217;T<br \/>\n<strong>Chillingworth<\/strong>: One always \u00a0feels \u00a0much better when \u00a0one confesses to one&#8217;s \u00a0most terrible sin.<br \/>\n<strong>Dimmesdale<\/strong>:<br \/>\n<strong>Chillingworth<\/strong>: \u00a0By &#8220;one,&#8221; I mean people in general, but also you specifically.<br \/>\n<strong>Dimmesdale<\/strong>: Sometimes one doesn&#8217;t \u00a0want to be judged.<br \/>\n<strong>Chillingworth<\/strong>: Is there something you&#8217;re not telling me?<br \/>\n<strong>Dimmesdale<\/strong>: Yes. I mean NO. No.<br \/>\n<strong>Chillingworth<\/strong>: All I&#8217;m saying is, if you sinned, then Satan&#8217;s got a choke hold on one of \u00a0your humors and that&#8217;s why you look like you got hit by a bus.<br \/>\n<strong>Dimmesdale<\/strong>: \u00a0RUDE<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s worth noting \u00a0that as this \u00a0convo goes down, Hester and Pearl make a detour through their backyard. \u00a0Chillingworth mentions to Dimmesdale that he &#8220;saw [Pearl], the other day, bespatter the Governor himself with water, at the cattle-trough in Spring Lane.&#8221; \u00a0RETRIBUTION!!! I feel like a proud mom.<\/p>\n<p>Dimmesdale rushes out of the room. He does this &#8220;with a frantic gesture,&#8221; which I want to say looked like <a href=\"http:\/\/data.whicdn.com\/images\/59570307\/large.gif\" target=\"_blank\">this<\/a>. \u00a0Chillingworth says &#8220;<a href=\"https:\/\/d12edgf4lwbh8j.cloudfront.net\/photo\/image\/h2_7.jpg\" target=\"_blank\">you&#8217;ll be back<\/a>&#8221; with a signature Nicholas Cage smile, but unlike King George and the <a href=\"http:\/\/c7.nrostatic.com\/sites\/default\/files\/styles\/original_image_with_cropping\/public\/uploaded\/pic_giant_032115_hamilton_A_920.jpg?itok=IwZSbgf_\" target=\"_blank\">Continental Congress<\/a> \u00a0they reconcile a few hours later.<\/p>\n<p>A short time after the incident, Dimmesdale falls asleep at his desk reading &#8220;a large [book] open before him on the table.&#8221; Why has he \u00a0fallen asleep? The answer lies in the most meta sentence \u00a0I have ever read in my short time \u00a0on earth:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><span style=\"color: #808080;\"><em>It must have been a work of vast ability in the somniferous school of literature.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>It must have been, Nathaniel Hawthorne. It must have been.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/img.sparknotes.com\/content\/sparklife\/sparktalk\/scarletletter_12.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"701\" height=\"211\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Anyway, even though Dimmesdale \u00a0usually sleeps &#8220;as fitful as a small bird hopping on a twig,&#8221; he is currently \u00a0seven levels deep in his REM cycle. Chillingworth uses the opportunity to walk \u00a0right up to him, lay his hand on his patient&#8217;s chest, and &#8220;thrust aside&#8221; his shirt.<\/p>\n<p>What does he discover? Something that makes Hawthorne describe his \u00a0facial expression as a GHASTLY RAPTURE:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><span style=\"color: #808080;\"><em>Had a man seen old Roger Chillingworth, at that moment of his ecstasy, he would have had no need to ask how Satan comports himself when a precious human soul is lost to heaven, and won into his kingdom.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Not that I&#8217;m absolutely counting, but that&#8217;s two consecutive \u00a0chapters that have ended with direct comparisons between \u00a0the doctor and Satan.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Thoughts\/conclusions:<\/strong><\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>It&#8217;s really starting to feel like Nathaniel Hawthorne just discovered dramatic \u00a0irony and wrote this book to practice it.<\/li>\n<li>Centuries ago, *&#8221;leech&#8221; was just another word for a physician. Chillingworth is a leech in two senses: he is a physician, but also he \u00a0is literally sucking the life out of Dimmesdale.<\/li>\n<li>The sentence &#8220;Her matronly frame was trodden under all men&#8217;s feet&#8221; \u00a0feels so relevant right now.<\/li>\n<li>What is going on underneath Dimmesdale&#8217;s shirt? Join me next time to find out if Chillingworth is off his rocker or if Dimmesdale just has an out-of-control amount of chest hair.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><em>Find the next chapter and every installment \u00a0of Blogging Scarlet Letter <a href=\"http:\/\/community.sparknotes.com\/index.php\/2016\/12\/31\/blogging-the-scarlet-letter\/\" target=\"_blank\">HERE<\/a>, and an index of all our \u00a0Blogging the Classics titles <a href=\"http:\/\/community.sparknotes.com\/2016\/07\/18\/blogging-the-classics-index-page\" target=\"_blank\">HERE<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Previously in Blogging The Scarlet Letter, \u00a0Hester got invited to a devil \u00a0party and Dimmesdale was Captain Obvious. Find every installment here! 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