Blind with the eyes of my body, at least.

The eyes of my soul saw and recognized you when first they fell on you in Perth.

The voice of the blood ordered me then to your side, and though I heard its call, I understood not what it meant.

Read this letter, boy--the letter that you were to have carried to Colonel Pride." With his eyes still fixed in a gaze of stupefaction upon Galliard's face, Kenneth took the paper.

Then slowly, involuntarily almost it seemed, he dropped his glance to it, and read.