The two men had always gone on their adventures together.
The fact that one was blind and the other mute had never impeded their friendship. In fact, between them and together, they adequately managed most of life’s difficulties. Their latest adventure is of particular interest here. They were in Greece looking for a cave. Apparently, a place where no locals would dare to venture. When they found it, the blind and the mute entered the cave. As they went deeper into the cavern holding hands, Mute leading Blind of course, they became aware of a strange rustling noise. This, they both heard, naturally. They stood very still, listening to a sound that seemed to be coming closer.
“Can you see what’s making that sound?” Said Blind to Mute.
No answer came, obviously.
“Tap my shoulder if you can see anything,” said Blind.
No tap came. Mute now stood; a column of stone.
Blind stepped forward with an extended arm. To his surprise, he caught hold of a hand. It was quite small and soft.
“Well now,” said Blind, “what’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?”