"I don't know that I ever encountered precisely such a case before.

I think I will call in Dr.Brown and consult with him about it." Then Mrs.Fogg began to sob; and while she fondled the baby, Mr.Fogg, feeling like a murderer, followed the doctor down stairs.

When they reached the hall, Mr.Fogg drew the doctor aside and said, in a confidential whisper: "Doctor, I am going to tell you something, but I want you to promise solemnly that you will keep it a secret." "Very well; what is it ?" "You won't tell Mrs.Fogg ?" "No." "Well, doctor, I--I--I--know what is the matter with that baby." "You do! you know! Well, why didn't you--What _is_ the matter with it ?" "The fact is, I mesmerized it last night." "You did! Mesmerized it! And why don't you rouse it up again ?" "I don't know how; that's the mischief of it.

I did it accidentally, you know.

I was sort of fingering around the child's forehead, and all of a sudden it stopped crying and dropped off.