The sexton rang the bell, signaling the people that church would almost be in session. The wait was on Mr. Hooper. However, the sexton did not immediately recognize sexton due to the cloth across his face.
But what has good Parson Hooper got upon his face?
The congregation were all confused, but overall terrified by the crape upon Hooper's face. This is not the normal attire for a clergyman. Hooper's attire held an evil, mysterious vibe within the church.
To the church.
Mr. Hooper wore the crape everywhere.
To a wedding.
To a funeral, which was the proper attire for this sort of occasion.
Elizabeth, Mr. Hooper's plighted wife, was the first to question the veil. She felt she had a right to since she was Hooper's soon to be wife. The black veil, to her, would cause others to not take Mr. Hooper, as a minister, seriously. However, this did not threaten Mr. Hooper.
Beloved and respected as you are, there may be whispers that you hide your face under the consciousness of secret sin. For the sake of your holy office, do away this scandal!
People from everywhere came to attend Mr. Hooper's services. They felt a connection and relation to Father Hooper. The people put much trust and respect into Father Hooper because they felt understood by him with his black veil.
When Mr. Hooper's time came, he was, yet again, asked to take his veil off, but he refused. This veil would be with him 'til death do him part. Therefore, his grave did not only consist of him, but the black veil worn most of his days, across his face.
Why do you tremble at me alone? Tremble also at each other! have men avoided me, and women shown no pity, and children screamed and fled, only for my black veil? What, but the mystery which it obscurely typifies, has made this piece of crape so awful? When the friend shows his inmost heart to his friend; the lover to his best beloved; when man does not vainly shrink from the eye of his Creator, loathsomely treasuring up the secret of his sin; then deem me a monster, for the symbol beneath which I lived, and die! I look around me, and, lo! on every visage a Black Veil!