Arthur Machen,
The Great God Pan — Chapter I
“ Below, in the long lovely valley, the river wound in and out between the lonely hills, and, as the sun hovered and vanished into the west, a faint mist, pure white, began to rise from the hills. Dr. Raymond turned sharply to his friend."Safe? Of course it is. In itself the operation is a perfectly simple one; any surgeon could do it.""And there is no danger at any other stage?""None; absolutely no physical danger whatsoever, I give you my word. You are always timid, Clarke, always; but you know my history. I have devoted myself to transcendental medicine for the last twenty years. ”
