The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1921-03-18
III. AFTERMATH.

| II
! dick glanced at his watch, turned to
| the screen, folded and set it aside.
| Priscilla had not yet moved, but
by every sign the subconscious monitor
! was reminding her that the half hour
had elapsed. Her breathing was less
regular, the silken lashes were rest
less upon her cheeks. While Fosdick
watched they lifted, disclosing con-
fused eyes. #
Recognizing him, she smiled uncer-
tainly. Fosdick uttered her name in a
| reassuring voice, took her hands and
helped her to a sitting position.
"How do you feel now?" he asked
her.
II don't know" she said in low,
puzzled tone. All right, I guess, but
:. You-you hypnotized me, Philip"
Eyes, ella"
"Was it difficulty"
"On the contrary, you proved one Of
the most willing subjects I've ever had
went off like shot, practically at
| the first suggestion"
He filled a glass of water from the
silver pitcher On his desk; but when
he took it to her she was on her feet,
her eyes desperate.
"Philip" she cried gustily-"she is
| dead-Leonora-w
81 know; that is, know you think
so; you told me-"
She did not answer, she was heed
less of the meaning of his words; but
as if instinctively feeling it intolerable
that another's eyes should pry into her
grief, brushed aside the glass of wa
ter, and with stricken face stumbled
past him into wide and deeply re-
ceSsed window.
For several minutes she stood there
her back to Fosdick, looking out blind
~, slender shoulders shaken with ST.
lent sobs, hand with handkerchief
dabbing at her eyes.
A wise physician, Fosdick offered no
phrases of false comfort.
That the storm of her emotions
spent itself swiftly, that it was not
long before she was able to talk calm
ly, was no revelation of heartlessness,
but largely the work Of the suggestion
implanted in her while she was in hyp-
! nosis.
1.-THE pity of it." she said after q
little time: "oh, Philip! the pity of 1t |
She was so happy-and now she is
dead"
Perhaps"
Priscilla swung sharply round.
"Why do you say that? 1 know saw
her-I saw her lying drowned in a
pool"
81 know, you told me-"
"But how could II" She was star
tied out Of her sorrow. 81 haven't had
time, I've only just remembered"
"You told me while in the hypnotic
trance. questioned you and you told
me all you knew, everything you ex-
perienced. You were talking almost
continuously until / threw you into
| normal sleep. So 1 heard about your
vision"
stranger" she said in stare of
NOTWITHSTANDING should recall moth
ing of that"
"Not so strange; your speech was
something purely automatic; once
| started, it went on, just as your heart
went on beating and your lungs inhal-
ing and exhaling air, while your atten-
| ton was absorbed In other matters.
It's like the automatic writing that
people produce, believing themselves
| under the influence Of -disembodied
spirits. Not necessarily even under
the hypnotic influence; their attention
is elsewhere, they may be talking or
reading on utterly immaterial subjects,
| while their hand, without their knowl-
edge, writes and goes on writing-just
| so you went on talking"
81 don't understand. lists in
comprehensive. Not that 1 doubt
| what you say. I must have told you
| what,I saw, there in the forest. !. -
Her eyes filed again, tears ran down
| her cheeks. She averted her face.
"Oh, the pity of It'll" she repeated.
"Just when life seemed about to COM
pensate her for all she had never
| had =. ~
'Don't let go like this, ella. Re
member. nothing is certain"
"No-you are wrong. I saw her,
know"
.You think So"
.Why do you persist in saying thai?
Have my dreams ever proved ground
| less?'
"We don't know, yet; perhaps some
of them were. But this wasn't one of
what you call your dreams; it was a
vision, possibly hallucination. in hyp-
motto trance 1t may have been a true