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sight of my own position. Now l asked myself, on what ground was l to make my plea for information? To tell this Dr Addison the whole story would certainly be inexpedient. To hint even al alarm concerning Cameron might involve the precipitation of that finan- ciaI disaster he had feared and regard ing which he had warned me. Indeed, would not any effort 10 obtain tho facts desired be likely to arouse sus' Picion, no matter how delicately made?
 The more I pondered the situation, sitting there thoughtfully while one after another the patients who had preceded me passed into the physi- clans consultation room. the more beg gaIly, t seemed 10 me, became my length. my turn came to enter the presence of my friends friend, I was about persuaded thal . should very soon be making an iknominious exit. branded as an impertineltly neddling busybody.
 , Dr. Addisor's $ severely professional air which was responsible for my inspt ration, for no thought of such course occurred 10 me, until standing dumbly hesitant before him. became con. scious that he was making mental in- yentory of me with q view to q d:ag. nosis.
 The penetration of his gaze in. pressed me at once. His steel gray eyes were like a pair Of converCing probes; and they were bis dominant feature. Aside from them his face Was commonplace.
 Doctor" l snid, and the sound ot my voice was a relief to the strained rtension of the moment. T learned of you through Mr Camerun-Mr Rob. ert Cameron, a mutual friend"
 hoped to see his expression bright. en Tt the name. but t did not. II there vas any change whrtever it was in the reverse direction. After sec. onds deliberation he asked:
 You wish to consult rae regarding yourself?"
 On q sudden impulse I answered, Yes" though I had neither ache nor ra.n, and, so far as I could judge, was perfectly normal.
 "I see" he replied. Am right in assuming that your trouble is of q nervous character"
 Heaven knows that i1 spite of my fancied nornality there had been sui. ! fcieAt reasNp in the past few weeks for my nerves to go awry. con ! fessed that l had been under consid. erable neBta! strain.
 Thereupon, having bade me be seat ed, he began to ply me with questions with q view 10 sympathetic revelation. fear, however, that l gave him mea. ger material upon which to base con. clusiOn. slept well. my appetite was excellent. I had observed neither a numbness nor a superseQsitiveness Ia my finger tips, nor sensation of ful. ness at the base of the brain. I i could not recall any twitching of my muscles, nor any dim!pution of mus. cular power At length, after a briei pause he inquired;
 Will you be good enough to tell me, MT. Clyde, why you think you require professional attention?"
 And my inability 10 answer him. of. hand. paradoxical as 1t may seem, eventually supplied me with an ap, swer a once truthful and convinciac.
 "Because," explained gravely T find that of late am losing my power or mental coordination"
 The ardor with which he seized upon this index of my supposed nal. ady was amusing. Instantly he grew obviously and deeply interested. I have since learned that what is known as confusional insanity, a rare con. dition, usually has it's inception in thls wise, without essential emotional dis. turbance, if l may quote an author, fly. Al the time, I believe lie was suspicious of a developing paresis What he thought. however. or what he did not, is aside from the story. I know only that his Banner changed abruptly, his object evidently being to gain my full confidence. Whereunon the bars of reserve lowered between us, ventured 10 revert to our so-callea mutual friend"
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