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They were in a Paradise.
They were in love.
Gwynplaine adored Dea. Dea idolized Gwynplaine.
"
How beautiful you are!" she would say to him.
CHAPTER III.
"OCULOS NON HABET, ET VIDET."
Only one woman on earth saw Gwynplaine. It was the blind girl. She had
learned what Gwynplaine had done for her, from Ursus, to whom he had
related his rough journey from Portland to Weymouth, and the many
sufferings which he had endured when deserted by the gang. She knew that
when an infant dying upon her dead mother, suckling a corpse, a being
scarcely bigger than herself had taken her up; that this being, exiled,
and, as it were, buried under the refusal of the universe to aid him,
had heard her cry; that all the world being deaf to him, he had not been
deaf to her; that the child, alone, weak, cast off, without
resting-place here below, dragging himself over the waste, exhausted by
fatigue, crushed, had accepted from the hands of night a burden, another
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