Until　now；　he　had　not　been　aware　of　the　tyrannizing　influence　acquired
  by　one　idea　over　his　mind；　and　of　the　lengths　which　he　might　find　in
  his　heart　to　go；　for　the　sake　of　giving　himself　peace。
  〃Aylmer；〃　resumed　Georgiana；　solemnly；　〃I　know　not　what　may　be
  the　cost　to　both　of　us；　to　rid　me　of　this　fatal　birthmark。　Perhaps　its
  removal　may　cause　cureless　deformity。　Or；　it　may　be；　the　stain　goes　as
  deep　as　life　itself。　Again；　do　we　know　that　there　is　a　possibility；　on
  any　terms；　of　unclasping　the　firm　gripe　of　this　little　Hand；　which　was
  laid　upon　me　before　I　came　into　the　world？〃
  〃Dearest　Georgiana；　I　have　spent　much　thought　upon　the　subject；〃
  hastily　interrupted　Aylmer…　〃I　am　convinced　of　the　perfect
  practicability　of　its　removal。〃
  〃If　there　be　the　remotest　possibility　of　it；〃　continued
  Georgiana；　〃let　the　attempt　be　made；　at　whatever　risk。　Danger　is
  nothing　to　me；　for　life…　while　this　hateful　mark　makes　me　the　object
  of　your　horror　and　disgust…　life　is　a　burthen　which　I　would　fling　down
  with　joy。　Either　remove　this　dreadful　Hand；　or　take　my　wretched
  life！　You　have　deep　science！　All　the　world　bears　witness　of　it。　You
  have　achieved　great　wonders！　Cannot　you　remove　this　little；　little
  mark；　which　I　cover　with　the　tips　of　two　small　fingers！　Is　this　beyond
  your　power；　for　the　sake　of　your　own　peace；　and　to　save　your　poor　wife
  from　madness？〃
  〃Noblest…　dearest…　tenderest　wife！〃　cried　Aylmer；　rapturously。
  〃Doubt　not　my　power。　I　have　already　given　this　matter　the　deepest
  thought…　thought　which　might　almost　have　enlightened　me　to　create　a
  being　less　perfect　than　yourself。　Georgiana；　you　have　led　me　deeper
  than　ever　into　the　heart　of　science。　I　feel　myself　fully　competent
  to　render　this　dear　cheek　as　faultless　as　its　fellow；　and　then；　most
  beloved；　what　will　be　my　triumph；　when　I　shall　have　corrected　what
  Nature　left　imperfect；　in　her　fairest　work！　Even　Pygmalion；　when　his
  sculptured　woman　assumed　life；　felt　not　greater　ecstasy　than　mine　will
  be。〃
  〃It　is　resolved；　then；〃　said　Georgiana；　faintly　smiling…　〃And；
  Aylmer；　spare　me　not；　though　you　should　find　the　birthmark　take　refuge
  in　my　heart　at　last。〃
  Her　husband　tenderly　kissed　her　cheek…　her　right　cheek…　not　that
  which　bore　the　impress　of　the　Crimson　Hand。
  The　next　day；　Aylmer　apprised　his　wife　of　a　plan　that　he　had
  formed；　whereby　he　might　have　opportunity　for　the　intense　thought
  and　constant　watchfulness　which　the　proposed　operation　would
  require；　while　Georgiana；　likewise；　would　enjoy　the　perfect　repose
  essential　to　its　success。　They　were　to　seclude　themselves　in　the
  extensive　apartments　occupied　by　Aylmer　as　a　laboratory；　and　where；
  during　his　toilsome　youth；　he　had　made　discoveries　in　the　elemental
  powers　of　Nature；　that　had　roused　the　admiration　of　all　the　learned
  societies　in　Europe。　Seated　calmly　in　this　laboratory；　the　pale
  philosopher　had　investigated　the　secrets　of　the　highest
  cloud…region；　and　of　the　profoundest　mines；　he　had　satisfied　himself
  of　the　causes　that　kindled　and　kept　alive　the　fires　of　the　volcano；
  and　had　explained　the　mystery　of　fountains；　and　how　it　is　that　they
  gush　forth；　some　so　bright　and　pure；　and　others　with　such　rich
  medicinal　virtues；　from　the　dark　bosom　of　the　earth。　Here；　too；　at
  an　earlier　period；　he　had　studied　the　wonders　of　the　human　frame；
  and　attempted　to　fathom　the　very　process　by　which　Nature　assimilates
  all　her　precious　influences　from　earth　and　air；　and　from　the　spiritual
  world；　to　create　and　foster　Man；　her　masterpiece。　The　latter
  pursuit；　however；　Aylmer　had　long　laid　aside；　in　unwilling　recognition
  of　the　truth；　against　which　all　seekers　sooner　or　later　stumble；
  that　our　great　creative　Mother；　while　she　amuses　us　with　apparently
  working　in　the　broadest　sunshine；　is　yet　severely　careful　to　keep
  her　own　secrets；　and；　in　spite　of　her　pretended　openness；　shows　us
  nothing　but　results。　She　permits　us　indeed　to　mar；　but　seldom　to　mend；
  and；　like　a　jealous　patentee；　on　no　account　to　make。　Now；　however；
  Aylmer　resumed　these　half…forgotten　investigations；　not；　of　course；
  with　such　hopes　or　wishes　as　first　suggested　them；　but　because　they
  involved　much　physiological　truth；　and　lay　in　the　path　of　his　proposed
  scheme　for　the　treatment　of　Georgiana。
  As　he　led　her　over　the　threshold　of　the　laboratory；　Georgiana　was
  cold　and　tremulous。　Aylmer　looked　cheerfully　into　her　face；　with
  intent　to　reassure　her；　but　was　so　startled　with　the　intense　glow　of
  the　birthmark　upon　the　whiteness　of　her　cheek；　that　he　could　not
  restrain　a　strong　convulsive　shudder。　His　wife　fainted。
  〃Aminadab！　Aminadab！〃　shouted　Aylmer；　stamping　violently　on　the
  floor。
  Forthwith；　there　issued　from　an　inner　apartment　a　man　of　low
  stature；　but　bulky　frame；　with　shaggy　hair　hanging　about　his　visage；
  which　was　grimed　with　the　vapors　of　the　furnace。　This　personage　had
  been　Aylmer's　under…worker　during　his　whole　scientific　career；　and　was
  admirably　fitted　for　that　office　by　his　great　mechanical　readiness；
  and　the　skill　with　which；　while　incapable　of　comprehending　a　single
  principle；　he　executed　all　the　practical　details　of　his　master's
  experiments。　With　his　vast　strength；　his　shaggy　hair；　his　smoky
  aspect；　and　the　indescribable　earthiness　that　encrusted　him；　he　seemed
  to　represent　man's　physical　nature；　while　Aylmer's　slender　figure；　and
  pale；　intellectual　face；　were　no　less　apt　a　type　of　the　spiritual
  element。
  〃Throw　open　the　door　of　the　boudoir；　Aminadab；〃　said　Aylmer；　〃and
  burn　a　pastille。〃
  〃Yes；　master；〃　answered　Aminadab；　looking　intently　at　the
  lifeless　form　of　Georgiana；　and　then　he　muttered　to　himself：　〃If　she
  were　my　wife；　I'd　never　part　with　that　birthmark。〃
  When　Georgiana　recovered　consciousness；　she　found　herself　breathing
  an　atmosphere　of　penetrating　fragrance；　the　gentle　potency　of　which
  had　recalled　her　from　her　death…like　faintness。　The　scene　around　her
  looked　like　enchantment。　Aylmer　had　converted　those　smoky；　dingy；
  sombre　rooms；　where　he　had　spent　his　brightest　years　in　recondite
  pursuits；　into　a　series　of　beautiful　apartments；　not　unfit　to　be　the
  secluded　abode　of　a　lovely　woman。　The　walls　were　hung　with　gorgeous
  curtains；　which　imparted　the　combination　of　grandeur　and　grace；　that
  no　other　species　of　adornment　can　achieve；　and　as　they　fell　from　the
  ceiling　to　the　floor；　their　rich　and　ponderous　folds；　concealing　all
  angles　and　straight　lines；　appeared　to　shut　in　the　scene　from　infinite
  space。　For　aught　Georgiana　knew；　it　might　be　a　pavilion　among　the
  clouds。　And　Aylmer；　excluding　the　sunshine；　which　would　have
  interfered　with　his　chemical　processes；　had　supplied　its　place　with
  perfumed　lamps；　emitting　flames　of　various　hue；　but　all　uniting　in　a
  soft；　empurpled　radiance。　He　now　knelt　by　his　wife's　side；　watching
  her　earnestly；　but　without　alarm；　for　he　was　confident　in　his　science；
  and　felt　that　he　could　draw　a　magic　circle　round　her；　within　which
  no　evil　might　intrude。
  〃Where　am　I？　Ah；　I　remember！〃　said　Georgiana；　faintly；　and　she
  placed　her　hand　over　her　cheek；　to　hide　the　terrible　mark　from　her
  husband's　eyes。
  〃Fear　not；　dearest！〃　exclaimed　he。　〃Do　not　shrink　from　me！
  Believe　me；　Georgiana；　I　even　rejoice　in　this　single　imperfection；
  since　it　will　be　such　a　rapture　to　remove　it。〃
  〃Oh；　spare　me！〃　sadly　replied　his　wife。　〃Pray　do　not　look　at　it
  again。　I　never　can　forget　that　convulsive　shudder。〃
  In　order　to　soothe　Georgiana；　and；　as　it　were；　to　release　her
  mind　from　the　burthen　of　actual　things；　Aylmer　now　put　in　practice
  some　of　the　light　and　playful　secrets　which　science　had　taught　him
  among　its　profounder　lore。　Airy　figures；　absolutely　bodiless　ideas；
  and　forms　of　unsubstantial　beauty；　came　and　danced　before　her；
  imprinting　their　momentary　footsteps　on　beams　of　light。　Though　she　had
  some　indistinct　idea　of　the　method　of　these　optical　phenomena；　still
  the　illusion　was　almost　perfect　enough　to　warrant　the　belief　that
  her　husband　possessed　sway　over　the　spiritual　world。　Then　again；
  when　she　felt　a　wish　to　look　forth　from　her　seclusion；　immediately；　as
  if　her　thoughts　were　answered；　the　procession　of　external　existence
  flitted　across　a　screen。　The　scenery　and　the　figures　of　actual　life
  were　perfectly　represented；　but　with　that　bewitching；　yet
  indescribable　difference；　which　always　makes　a　picture；　an　image；　or　a
  shadow；　so　much　more　attractive　than　the　original。　When　wearied　of
  this；　Aylmer　bade　her　cast　her　eyes　upon　a　vessel；　containing　a
  quantity　of　earth。　She　did　so；　with　little　interest　at　first；　but
  was　soon　startled；　to　perceive　the　germ　of　a　plant；　shooting　upward
  from　the　soil。　Then　came　the　slender　stalk…　the　leaves　gradually
  unfolded　themselves…　and　amid　them　was　a　perfect　and　lovely　flower。
  〃It　is　magical！〃　cried　Georgiana；　〃I　dare　not　touch　it。〃
  〃Nay；　pluck　it；〃　answered　Aylmer；　〃pluck　it；　and　inhale　its　brief
  perfume　while　you　may。　The　flower　will　wither　in　a　few　moments；　and
  leave　nothing　save　its　brown　seed…vessels…　but　thence　may　be
  perpetuated　a　race　as　ephemeral　as　itself。〃
  But　Georgiana　had　no　sooner　touched　the　flower　than　t