ant with the man who had carried her heart away with him.

Her face was pale, her expression grave. Why had Kenneth's going away
affected her like this? She had not had a moment's peace of mind since
his departure. She could not sleep. Horrible dreams and thoughts
haunted her all night. Some danger threatened, that she felt
instinctively. Something dreadful was going to happen. What it was,
she did not know. But it was something that threatened her happiness,
perhaps her life or Kenneth's----. At the mere thought a shiver ran
through her, and a convulsive sob rose in her throat, almost choking
her. Not until this moment had she fully realized how much she loved
him.

A sudden burst of laughter at the other end of the room aroused her
from her reverie. Looking up, she asked:

"What are you all so amused about?"

Ray smiled as she replied:

"We're arguing about dual personalities. Mr. Steell insists that there
is no such thing. Mr. Reynolds agrees with him. He is wrong of
course. I know of several well-authenticated cases, and the medical
records are there to back me up."

"Exactly what do you mean by dual personality?" demanded the lawyer.

Ray returned to the attack, while Helen, amused, rose from the piano
and went over to listen to the argument.

"I mean that a person we know well may suddenly cease being that person
and assume a personality entirely different."

Mr. Steell laughed derisively.

"Does the patient change her or his skin?"

"No, the change is wholly mental. Although in fact, the new mental
attitude does result in certain physical modifications. For instance,
a person who in his normal condition may be most punctilious and neat
in his dress is likely to become unkempt and slovenly in the new
character he unconsciously assumes."

"Have you ever encountered any such dual personalities?"

"Personally, no. But I have heard of them, and physicians often
encounter them in their practice."

The lawyer shrugged his shoulders as he turned to Helen.

"What do you think about it?" he asked, with an incredulous smile.

"About what?"

"These so-called dual personalities."

Before his hostess could answer, the drawing-room door opened and Mr.
Parker entered. Helen rose and went forward to greet the president of
the Americo-African Mining Company.

"Oh, Mr. Parker, how are you? I am so glad you came to see us."

The visitor advanced smiling into the room. With a salute to al