In expressing utter confidence in his scientific skill, Aylmer not only misleads Georgiana, but also places himself proudly above Nature, purporting to repair what is imperfect in Nature's "fairest work." In comparing himself to Pygmalion he suggests that for him Georgiana is more object than companion and reminds the reader that where the myth moves from death to life, this tale moves in the opposite direction.
"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."