Then he straightened dizzily, staggered into the room, took a few steps toward the table, and fell prostrate upon his face--at the end of his strength.
"Doctor!" gasped Miss Cornelia dazedly and the Doctor, whatever guilt lay on his conscience, responded at once to the call of his profession.
He bent over the Unknown Man--the physician once more--and made a brief examination.
"He's fainted!" he said, rising.

"Struck on the head, too." "But who is he ?" faltered Miss Cornelia.
"I never saw him before," said the Doctor.

It was obvious that he spoke the truth.

"Does anyone recognize him ?" All crowded about the Unknown, trying to read the riddle of his identity.

Miss Cornelia rapidly revised her first impressions of the stranger.