able derangements of the vital functions, and especially of nutrition. He has entirely lost appetite, and is subject to long periods of sleeplessness."
"So much the better. A deranged person who sleeps and eats regularly is almost incurable. Let me wake him up."
M. Auvray gently shook the shoulder of the sleeper, who sprang to his feet. His first movement was to rub his eyes. When he found his hands bound, he realized what had happened while he slept, and burst out laughing.
"That's a good joke!" he said.
François drew the doctor aside.
"You see. Well, in five minutes he will be raving."
"Leave him to me. I know how to take them." He approached his patient smiling as one does upon a child whom he wishes to amuse. "My friend," he said, "you woke up at the right time. Did you have pleasant dreams?"
"I? I've not been dreaming. I laughed at seeing myself tied up like a bundle of sticks. People would take me for the crazy one."
"There!" said François.
"Have the kindness to let me loose, doctor. I can explain matters better when I'm free."
"My child, I'm going to untie you; but you must promise to be very good."
