"What can we do ... in the face of such an opinion?"
"We can have faith."
"But the doctors?"
"It is a purely mental case. The mind is the key of the whole matter."
"Yes, I know ... I know."
"No doctor, however expert, can ever say anything positively in regard to the mind, provided the brain is not damaged."
"Isn't it bound to be?"
"They do not say that ... and there is our hope. It is a special case. We must always remember this man is different from other people. It is my firm belief that it is in your power to save him. The view may be entirely mistaken, but it is my own personal conviction."
A new Edward Ambrose was speaking. Here were a strength and a force which until that moment he had not known how to show her. It may have been that the occasion had never arisen, or perhaps the conventional timidity of his kind had never permitted it.
"I—I don't altogether understand," she said, faintly.