A rich old woman's eyesight was failing. She promised to pay the doctor a huge fee to restore her eyesight, but nothing if he didn't succeed. The doctor treated her at home, and each time he visited, he stole something: vases, sculptures, other fine furnishings. After he cured her, he demanded the fee. The woman refused to pay, so he took her to court. "He claims I'm cured," the old woman told the judge, "but even when my eyesight was failing, I could see all my lovely furnishings. Now, when I'm supposedly cured, I can't see my lovely furnishings anymore."
Inspired by:
Mille Fabulae et Una, a collection of Latin fables that I've edited, free to read online. I am not translating the Latin here; instead, I am just telling a 100-word version of the fable.
Notes: This is
fable 898 in the book, which is Perry 57.
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