He found two patients to be treated, one in as dire need as the other. But after hearing a brief account of the occurrence from Mr. Randolph Hay, he gave his first services to the youth, Michael Man. The bleeding wound in his head was of itself bringing back the consciousness of the wounded lad. Dr. Hobbs knelt by his side and made a careful examination of his injuries, and then he told the anxious friends that they were not dangerous, only a deep scalp wound and a very slight fracture of the skull. He washed and dressed the wound there on the spot, and then directed that the youth should be taken to his room, undressed and put to bed. A narrow mattress was brought by two menservants, who laid it on the carpet, lifted the wounded youth tenderly, laid him on it and so bore him out of the drawing-room and up the grand staircase to his chamber on the third floor, followed by Dr. Hobbs and Mr. and Mrs. Randolph Hay. By the time Michael Man was carefully undressed and comfortably settled in bed he recovered his faculties sufficiently to recognize the situation and speak to those around him. “Don’t ye be frighted, Judy, darlint,” he murmured feebly to his pallid, distressed sister, who was bending anxiously over him. “Sure, and I’m not, Mike, dear. Yourself will be all right soon,” she replied, putting much constraint upon herself. “Troth, and I’m all right now. So the redskins did come and attack the fort, afther all. But the colonel was aquil to the blackguards,” he added. And then the doctor perceived that he was becoming delirious, and he administered a sedative. When the patient had grown quiet again the doctor left him, with his sister Judy sitting by his bed, and went downstairs to the drawing-room to attend to the other case waiting for his treatment. There he found the demoniac still lying on the floor, bound hand and foot. Longman, Dandy and Mr. Campbell were standing around him. They had taken the gag from his mouth, but he was breathing heavily. He had suffered the usual reaction in _mania a potu_, from violent frenzy to deep coma. The men around him made way for the young doctor, who knelt down beside him, looked into his face, felt his pulse and his heart, and even lifted the heavy, half-closed lids of his swollen eyes. Then he rose and said: “I think you may unbind him with safety now; he will not be in a condition to assault any one or do any harm for many days to come, if he ever should.” At this moment Ran re-entered the drawing-room and reported Mike as sleeping quietly. Then, in the kindness of his heart toward his fallen foe, he stooped and examined the condition of Gentleman Geff, whom Longman had just unbound and straightened out, and who was now lying relaxed and limp on the carpet. “Now, Mr. Campbell,” said Ran, standing up, “you see that we have no alternative than to put this poor wretch to bed in the house here.”