CHAPTER XVII.
MY NAME APPEARS IN PRINT .-- AGE, 29.
It was the third morning after my return, that my head would not leave the pillow.

Dr.Carothers came and blistered me from head to feet, and for three weeks I saw no one but my attendants and my phantom panther.
He never left me.

There was one corner of the room in which he stayed most, and sometimes there was not room for his tail to wag, and then he moved forward where I could not see his head.

This troubled me, for then I could not hold him with my eyes.

At night they were two balls of green fire; but they had always been, only when I was well I could turn my head away, now I could not move it.