"But it is so bright we cannot look at it," said Daisy.
"Something is so bright you cannot look at it. The something is not the body of the sun."
"Then it is the light that comes from it."
"No light comes from it, that I know. I told you, the sun is a dark body."
"Not laughing?"
"No," said Dr. Sandford, though he did laugh now; "the sun, you see, is a more wonderful thing than you imagined."
"But sir, may I ask any question I have a mind to ask?"
"Certainly! All in the course of business."
"How do you know that it is dark, sir?"
"Perfectly fair. Suppose that Mrs. Benoit stood behind your curtain there, and that you had never seen her; how could you know that she has a dark skin?"