"So far as I can understand," said he, "nothing was done to the man at all.

Nobody horsewhipped him.

It was lucky it did not happen in America." The old gentleman, whose name was Nicholas Imber, and who came from Philadelphia, then took them to see Harvard house, of which he, as an American, was very proud, and they drifted about with him, and looked at other of the old Stratford buildings.
All the time he kept on saying quietly to himself: "Vengeance on the Rev.Francis Gastrell!" "Perhaps," said Hester, "there is a mistake in the verses in the church.

Perhaps they ought to be: "'Bleste be ye man yt spares these bones, And curst be he yt moves my stones.' That would mean the Rev.Francis Gastrell." "I hope so," said Mr.Imber.

"It's a very good idea.