She had hardly gone a mile or two out of the city of B---- when her emotions had swelled beyond her capacity of control and she became delirious in her seat in the auto. Some pedestrians by the way, noticing that something unusual had happened to the fair occupant, called the attention of the chauffeur to his charge. He brought the machine to a standstill and the necessity of enlisting the services of a doctor was at once apparent. One of the bystanders suggested that the nearest available doctor was the Hindoo surgeon, Dr. Hyder Ben Raaba, about a furlong farther down the road, and thither the patient was wheeled with all possible haste, and within a few minutes she was in the Doctor's reception room. After a cursory examination Ben Raaba appeared somewhat puzzled. "She is in a state of coma," he said, rubbing his forehead with his bony fingers, "but I do not yet see any physical cause to induce that condition. It seems to me," he added, "that every function of the organs are in a perfectly normal state." His face brightened at once, however, with a smile of victory. A happy thought had come to his fertile mind. He had thought of the singular methods practised by the diagnostician Avicene of Balk--the father of occult Diagnosis--and the words of the Cashmerian poet came to his memory, who nearly ten centuries previously had said: "The pulse of the loving, beats higher, agitated only at the name of the beloved." Taking thereupon her pulse into his hand, he began to question the chauffeur, where she had gone, with whom, what was the other young lady's name, etc. He knew that, although she was in a state of coma, her senses of hearing and of understanding were performing their regular functions. At the mention of the name of Aurora Cunningham there was a remarkable change in Margaret; her pulse began to beat double quick! After repeating the experiment, and satisfying himself that the cause was a matter pertaining the heart, in fact the girl's infatuation for her departed friend, and that there was nothing in the Materia Medica as an antidote, that the only restorative remedy that could be found was in hypnotic occultism, he leaned over the prostrate figure before him and whispered some words into her ear. The correctness of his diagnosis became plainly evident. The patient, with perfect tranquility, opened her eyes, and with a complacent smile looked into the face of her restorer. After a few more magnetic passes and words of encouragement from the Wizard, she had completely recovered herself, to the amazement of the anxious group of persons who had gathered there, curious to know the fate of the fair occupant of the automobile. Within half an hour she again entered her auto and proceeded on her way to the city.