He still played on, but he threw up his head, and his large eyes were directed toward his patient with a look of authority. She felt the glance and trembled. Then she hastened her steps, and smilingly advanced until she stood close beside the table. He pointed to the couch, and she immediately turned toward it and sat down.
"This is well gotten up," said Professor Barth. "The scene must have been rehearsed more than once."
"If the blind are to be restored to sight by harmonicons," whispered Doctor Ingenhaus, "I shall throw my books to the winds, and become an itinerant musician."
"If planets are to be brought down by a wave of the hand," said Hell, "I will break all my telescopes, and offer my services to Mesmer as an amanuensis."
The harmonicon ceased, and the censorious professors were forced to stop their cavilling.
Mesmer arose, and, approaching Therese, made a few passes above her head.
"My eyes burn as if they were pierced with red-hot daggers," said she, with an expression of great suffering.
He now directed the tips of his fingers toward her eyes, and touched the bandage.
"Remove the bandage, and see!" cried he in a loud voice.
Therese tore it off, and pale as death she gazed with wonder at the "Master," who stood directly in front of her. Pointing to him, she said with an expression of fear and dislike: