As Faith opens the door for her husband, Goodman Brown, he looked outside and then starts crossing the threshold. He turned back and gives her a parting kiss. Faith, the name was aptly named. She thrust her head into the street; letting the wind play with the pink ribbons on her cap.

“Dearest heart”, whispered she, softly and rather sadly, when her lips were close to his ear, “pr’ythee, put off your journey until sunrise, and sleep in your own bed to-night. A lone woman is troubled with such dreams and such thoughts, that she is afeard of herself, sometimes. “My dear husband, stay here with me tonight”, said Faith.

“My love and my Faith,” he replied, “of all night in the years, this one night must I tarry away from thee. My journey, as thou callest it, forth and back again, must needs be done ‘twixt now and sunrise. What, my sweet, pretty wife, dost thou doubt me already, and we but three months married!”

“Then God bless you!” I said, “And may you find all well, when you come back.”

“Amen!” he cried. “Say thy prayers, dear Faith, and go to bed at dusk, and no harm will come to thee.”

So they parted; and she sees the shadow of Goodman Brown is fading away and the tears on her face dropped. Then she walks back in to the house and closed the door. The house seems empty and lonely. She walks into her room with a worried face that she senses that something “bad” is going to happen to Goodman Brown. She paced to the window and looked outside, “Please my lord, bless on him all the way until he is back home safe.”

“Faith, Faith….Help me!” She woke up and realized it was a nightmare. She cried on her bed. It is raining outside and then she falls back to sleep. In her second dream, she sees her husband in the forest walking alone. While walking himself alone, she sees that Goodman’s mouth is moving like he is talking to someone, but she sees there is nobody next to him. Then she sees that he picked a staff that looks evil. The staff which bore the likeness of a great black snake, that it might almost be seen to twist and wriggle itself like a living serpent. “My love!” she screams in her dream. She thought Goodman could hear her because she sees that he look forward when she called his name. She sees that he screams but she couldn’t hear what he said. Then she sees him disappeared in the forest.

She woke up again; it is now the next morning. She is thinking about what was the dream trying to tell her. She couldn’t figure out the meaning of the dream. “Was that really my husband in the dream?” she whispered to herself. She gets up from her bed and went to wash her face and then prepare the breakfast for Goodman that he is coming back to Salem village today.

She walks to the street, seeing her husband is walking toward the village. She looked happy. But as he comes by near her, he looked sternly and sadly into her face, and passed on without a greeting. She wonders what happened to her husband, and she is worried. From that day on, he barely speaks to her. And he doesn’t trust her anymore. On the Sabbath-day, he refused to listen, and thought the people in town all became evil. “He doesn’t love me anymore,” she cried to herself. For the rest of her life, she lives her life as she is alone. And until Goodman dies, she still doesn’t know what happened that night in the forest.