“The biographer is now faced with a difficulty which is better perhaps to confess than to gloss over,” the narrator writes. Until now,
Orlando’s life has been pieced together by documents— “both private and historical”—and they have enabled the narrator to do their job, “which is to plod, without looking to right or left, in the indelible footprints of truth.” Much of Orlando’s story, however, is “dark, mysterious, and undocumented.” Thus, it also cannot be easily explained. The “simple duty” of the biographer, the narrator declares, “is
to state the facts as far as they are known, and so let the reader make of them what he may.”