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  “Mensometimesareso。”saidherhusband。

  Theafternoonservicewasattendedwithsimilarcircumstances。At

  itsconclusion,thebelltolledforthefuneralofayounglady。The

  relativesandfriendswereassembledinthehouse,andthemore

  distantacquaintancesstoodaboutthedoor,speakingofthegood

  qualitiesofthedeceased,whentheirtalkwasinterruptedbythe

  appearanceofMr。Hooper,stillcoveredwithhisblackveil。Itwas

  nowanappropriateemblem。Theclergymansteppedintotheroomwhere

  thecorpsewaslaid,andbentoverthecoffin,totakealastfarewell

  ofhisdeceasedparishioner。Ashestooped,theveilhungstraight

  downfromhisforehead,sothat,ifhereyelidshadnotbeenclosed

  forever,thedeadmaidenmighthaveseenhisface。CouldMr。Hooperbe

  fearfulofherglance,thathesohastilycaughtbacktheblack

  veil?Apersonwhowatchedtheinterviewbetweenthedeadand

  living,scruplednottoaffirm,that,attheinstantwhenthe

  clergyman’sfeaturesweredisclosed,thecorpsehadslightly

  shuddered,rustlingtheshroudandmuslincap,thoughthe

  countenanceretainedthecomposureofdeath。Asuperstitiousoldwoman

  wastheonlywitnessofthisprodigy。FromthecoffinMr。Hooper

  passedintothechamberofthemourners,andthencetotheheadofthe

  staircase,tomakethefuneralprayer。Itwasatenderand

  heart-dissolvingprayer,fullofsorrow,yetsoimbuedwith

  celestialhopes,thatthemusicofaheavenlyharp,sweptbythe

  fingersofthedead,seemedfaintlytobeheardamongthesaddest

  accentsoftheminister。Thepeopletrembled,thoughtheybutdarkly

  understoodhimwhenheprayedthatthey,andhimself,andallof

  mortalrace,mightbeready,ashetrustedthisyoungmaidenhadbeen,

  forthedreadfulhourthatshouldsnatchtheveilfromtheirfaces。

  Thebearerswentheavilyforth,andthemournersfollowed,saddening

  allthestreet,withthedeadbeforethem,andMr。Hooperinhisblack

  veilbehind。

  “Whydoyoulookback?”saidoneintheprocessiontohispartner。

  Ihadafancy。”repliedshe,“thattheministerandthemaiden’s

  spiritwerewalkinghandinhand。”

  “AndsohadI,atthesamemoment。”saidtheother。

  Thatnight,thehandsomestcoupleinMilfordvillageweretobe

  joinedinwedlock。Thoughreckonedamelancholyman,Mr。Hooperhad

  aplacidcheerfulnessforsuchoccasions,whichoftenexciteda

  sympatheticsmilewhereliveliermerrimentwouldhavebeenthrown

  away。Therewasnoqualityofhisdispositionwhichmadehimmore

  belovedthanthis。Thecompanyattheweddingawaitedhisarrivalwith

  impatience,trustingthatthestrangeawe,whichhadgatheredoverhim

  throughouttheday,wouldnowbedispelled。Butsuchwasnotthe

  result。WhenMr。Hoopercame,thefirstthingthattheireyesrested

  onwasthesamehorribleblackveil,whichhadaddeddeepergloomto

  thefuneral,andcouldportendnothingbuteviltothewedding。Such

  wasitsimmediateeffectonthegueststhatacloudseemedtohave

  rolledduskilyfrombeneaththeblackcrape,anddimmedthelightof

  thecandles。Thebridalpairstoodupbeforetheminister。Butthe

  bride’scoldfingersquiveredinthetremuloushandofthebridegroom,

  andherdeathlikepalenesscausedawhisperthatthemaidenwhohad

  beenburiedafewhoursbeforewascomefromhergravetobe

  married。Ifeveranotherweddingweresodismal,itwasthatfamous

  onewheretheytolledtheweddingknell。Afterperformingthe

  ceremony,Mr。Hooperraisedaglassofwinetohislips,wishing

  happinesstothenew-marriedcoupleinastrainofmildpleasantry

  thatoughttohavebrightenedthefeaturesoftheguests,likea

  cheerfulgleamfromthehearth。Atthatinstant,catchingaglimpseof

  hisfigureinthelooking-glass,theblackveilinvolvedhisown

  spiritinthehorrorwithwhichitoverwhelmedallothers。Hisframe

  shuddered,hislipsgrewwhite,hespilttheuntastedwineuponthe

  carpet,andrushedforthintothedarkness。FortheEarth,too,hadon

  herBlackVeil。

  Thenextday,thewholevillageofMilfordtalkedoflittleelse

  thanParsonHooper’sblackveil。That,andthemysteryconcealed

  behindit,suppliedatopicfordiscussionbetweenacquaintances

  meetinginthestreet,andgoodwomengossipingattheiropenwindows。

  Itwasthefirstitemofnewsthatthetavern-keepertoldtohis

  guests。Thechildrenbabbledofitontheirwaytoschool。One

  imitativelittleimpcoveredhisfacewithanoldblack

  handkerchief,therebysoaffrightinghisplaymatesthatthepanic

  seizedhimself,andhewell-nighlosthiswitsbyhisownwaggery。

  Itwasremarkablethatofallthebusybodiesandimpertinentpeople

  intheparish,notoneventuredtoputtheplainquestiontoMr。

  Hooper,whereforehedidthisthing。Hitherto,wheneverthereappeared

  theslightestcallforsuchinterference,hehadneverlacked

  advisers,norshownhimselfadversetobeguidedbytheirjudgment。If

  heerredatall,itwasbysopainfuladegreeofself-distrust,

  thateventhemildestcensurewouldleadhimtoconsideran

  indifferentactionasacrime。Yet,thoughsowellacquaintedwith

  thisamiableweakness,noindividualamonghisparishionerschoseto

  maketheblackveilasubjectoffriendlyremonstrance。Therewasa

  feelingofdread,neitherplainlyconfessednorcarefullyconcealed,

  whichcausedeachtoshifttheresponsibilityuponanother,tillat

  lengthitwasfoundexpedienttosendadeputationofthechurch,in

  ordertodealwithMr。Hooperaboutthemystery,beforeitshouldgrow

  intoascandal。Neverdidanembassysoilldischargeitsduties。

  Theministerreceivedthemwithfriendlycourtesy,butbecame

  silent,aftertheywereseated,leavingtohisvisitorsthewhole

  burdenofintroducingtheirimportantbusiness。Thetopic,itmightbe

  supposed,wasobviousenough。Therewastheblackveilswathedround

  Mr。Hooper’sforehead,andconcealingeveryfeatureabovehisplacid

  mouth,onwhich,attimes,theycouldperceivetheglimmeringofa

  melancholysmile。Butthatpieceofcrape,totheirimagination,

  seemedtohangdownbeforehisheart,thesymbolofafearfulsecret

  betweenhimandthem。Weretheveilbutcastaside,theymightspeak

  freelyofit,butnottillthen。Thustheysataconsiderabletime,

  speechless,confused,andshrinkinguneasilyfromMr。Hooper’seye,

  whichtheyfelttobefixeduponthemwithaninvisibleglance。

  Finally,thedeputiesreturnedabashedtotheirconstituents,

  pronouncingthemattertooweightytobehandled,exceptbya

  councilofthechurches,if,indeed,itmightnotrequireageneral

  synod。

  Buttherewasonepersoninthevillageunappalledbytheawe

  withwhichtheblackveilhadimpressedallbesideherself。Whenthe

  deputiesreturnedwithoutanexplanation,orevenventuringto

  demandone,she,withthecalmenergyofhercharacter,determined

  tochaseawaythestrangecloudthatappearedtobesettlingroundMr。

  Hooper,everymomentmoredarklythanbefore。Ashisplightedwife,it

  shouldbeherprivilegetoknowwhattheblackveilconcealed。At

  theminister’sfirstvisit,therefore,sheentereduponthesubject

  withadirectsimplicity,whichmadethetaskeasierbothforhim

  andher。Afterhehadseatedhimself,shefixedhereyessteadfastly

  upontheveil,butcoulddiscernnothingofthedreadfulgloomthat

  hadsooverawedthemultitude:itwasbutadoublefoldofcrape,

  hangingdownfromhisforeheadtohismouth,andslightlystirring

  withhisbreath。

  “No。”saidshealoud,andsmiling,“thereisnothingterriblein

  thispieceofcrape,exceptthatithidesafacewhichIamalways

  gladtolookupon。Come,goodsir,letthesunshinefrombehindthe

  cloud。Firstlayasideyourblackveil:thentellmewhyyouputit

  on。”

  Mr。Hooper’ssmileglimmeredfaintly。

  “Thereisanhourtocome。”saidhe,“whenallofusshallcast

  asideourveils。Takeitnotamiss,belovedfriend,ifIwearthis

  pieceofcrapetillthen。”

  “Yourwordsareamystery,too。”returnedtheyounglady。“Take

  awaytheveilfromthem,atleast。”

  “Elizabeth,Iwill。”saidhe,“sofarasmyvowmaysufferme。

  Know,then,thisveilisatypeandasymbol,andIamboundtowear

  itever,bothinlightanddarkness,insolitudeandbeforethegaze

  ofmultitudes,andaswithstrangers,sowithmyfamiliarfriends。

  Nomortaleyewillseeitwithdrawn。Thisdismalshademustseparate

  mefromtheworld:evenyou,Elizabeth,cannevercomebehindit!”

  “Whatgrievousafflictionhathbefallenyou。”sheearnestly

  inquired,“thatyoushouldthusdarkenyoureyesforever?”

  “Ifitbeasignofmourning。”repliedMr。Hooper,“I,perhaps,

  likemostothermortals,havesorrowsdarkenoughtobetypifiedby

  ablackveil。”

  “Butwhatiftheworldwillnotbelievethatitisthetypeofan

  innocentsorrow?”urgedElizabeth。“Belovedandrespectedasyou

  are,theremaybewhispersthatyouhideyourfaceunderthe

  consciousnessofsecretsin。Forthesakeofyourholyoffice,doaway

  thisscandal!”

  Thecolorroseintohercheeksassheintimatedthenatureofthe

  rumorsthatwerealreadyabroadinthevillage。ButMr。Hooper’s

  mildnessdidnotforsakehim。Heevensmiledagain-thatsamesad

  smile,whichalwaysappearedlikeafaintglimmeringoflight,

  proceedingfromtheobscuritybeneaththeveil。

  “IfIhidemyfaceforsorrow,thereiscauseenough。”hemerely

  replied;“andifIcoveritforsecretsin,whatmortalmightnotdo

  thesame?”

  Andwiththisgentle,butunconquerableobstinacydidheresistall

  herentreaties。AtlengthElizabethsatsilent。Forafewmoments

  sheappearedlostinthought,considering,probably,whatnew

  methodsmightbetriedtowithdrawherloverfromsodarkafantasy,

  which,ifithadnoothermeaning,wasperhapsasymptomofmental

  disease。Thoughofafirmercharacterthanhisown,thetearsrolled

  downhercheeks。But,inaninstant,asitwere,anewfeelingtook

  theplaceofsorrow:hereyeswerefixedinsensiblyontheblackveil,

  when,likeasuddentwilightintheair,itsterrorsfellaround

  her。Shearose,andstoodtremblingbeforehim。

  “Anddoyoufeelitthen,atlast?”saidhemournfully。

  Shemadenoreply,butcoveredhereyeswithherhand,andturned

  toleavetheroom。Herushedforwardandcaughtherarm。

  “Havepatiencewithme,Elizabeth!”criedhe,passionately。“Donot

  desertme,thoughthisveilmustbebetweenushereonearth。Bemine,

  andhereafterthereshallbenoveilovermyface,nodarknessbetween

  oursouls!Itisbutamortalveil-itisnotforeternity!O!you

  knownothowlonelyIam,andhowfrightened,tobealonebehindmy

  blackveil。Donotleavemeinthismiserableobscurityforever!”

  “Lifttheveilbutonce,andlookmeintheface。”saidshe。

  “Never!Itcannotbe!”repliedMr。Hooper。

  “Thenfarewell!”saidElizabeth。

  Shewithdrewherarmfromhisgrasp,andslowlydeparted,pausing

  atthedoor,togiveonelongshudderinggaze,thatseemedalmostto

  penetratethemysteryoftheblackveil。But,evenamidhisgrief,Mr。

  Hoopersmiledtothinkthatonlyamaterialemblemhadseparatedhim

  fromhappiness,thoughthehorrors,whichitshadowedforth,mustbe

  drawndarklybetweenthefondestoflovers。

  FromthattimenoattemptsweremadetoremoveMr。Hooper’sblack

  veil,or,byadirectappeal,todiscoverthesecretwhichitwas

  supposedtohide。Bypersonswhoclaimedasuperioritytopopular

  prejudice,itwasreckonedmerelyaneccentricwhim,suchasoften

  mingleswiththesoberactionsofmenotherwiserational,andtinges

  themallwithitsownsemblanceofinsanity。Butwiththemultitude,

  goodMr。Hooperwasirreparablyabugbear。Hecouldnotwalkthe

  streetwithanypeaceofmind,soconsciouswashethatthegentleand

  timidwouldturnasidetoavoidhim,andthatotherswouldmakeita

  pointofhardihoodtothrowthemselvesinhisway。Theimpertinenceof

  thelatterclasscompelledhimtogiveuphiscustomarywalkatsunset

  totheburialground;forwhenheleanedpensivelyoverthegate,

  therewouldalwaysbefacesbehindthegravestones,peepingathis

  blackveil。Afablewenttheroundsthatthestareofthedead

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