"
"Nay," rejoined the young minister, his hand to his heart,
with a flush of pain flitting over his brow, "were I worthier to walk
there, I could be better content to toil here.
"Nay," rejoined the young minister, his hand to his heart,
with a flush of pain flitting over his brow, "were I worthier to walk
there, I could be better content to toil here.
Hawthorne - Scarlett Letter
