His words were certainly startling to me, shut out so long from all the pleasures of life. This stranger promised me a new existence, a world of light and movement, of colour, and of all the interests which combine to make life worth living. At first I was inclined to scorn this statement of his, yet so solemnly had he uttered it, and with such an air of confidence, that I became half convinced that he was more than a mere quack.
Your words arouse within me a new interest, I said. When do you propose this operation?
To-morrow, if you will.
Will it be painful?
Not very a slight twinge, thats all.
I remained again in doubt. He noticed my hesitation, and urged me to submit.
But my natural caution asserted itself, and I felt disinclined to place myself in the hands of one of whose bona fides I knew absolutely nothing.
As politely as I could I told him this, but he merely replied
I have been sent by the lady whom we both know as Edna. Have you no confidence in her desire to assist you?
Certainly I have.
She has already explained to me that you have promised to carry out her wishes. It is at her urgent request that I have come to you with the object of giving you back your sight.
She wishes me to submit to the experiment?
Pardon me. It is no experiment, he said. She desires you to submit yourself to my treatment. If you do, I have entire confidence that in a week or so you will see almost as well as I do.