Will you see him and--explain ?" "Who is the gentleman ?" Anne heard the question, but not as if she herself had uttered it.

The voice that spoke seemed to come from an immense distance.
And from equally far seemed to come Dimsdale's answer, though it reached and pierced her understanding in an instant.
"It's Mr.Errol, my lady,--the crippled one.

Mr.Lucas, I think his name is." Anne turned then as sharply as though a voice had called her.
"Lucas Errol! Is he here?
Ah, take me to him! Take me to him!" And the old butler led her thankfully from the scene..