the
patient no clue to exactly what drug he was using, in order that if the
patient was simulating he would not know what to simulate. Marguerite
was the subject of several of these experiments, one of which is
described as follows:

"I took a tube which was supposed to contain alcohol, but which did
contain cherry laurel water. Marguerite immediately began, to use the
words of M. Sajous's note, to smile agreeably and then to laugh; she
became gay. 'It makes me laugh,' she said, and then, 'I'm not tipsy, I
want to sing,' and so on through the whole performance of a not
ungraceful giserie, which we stopped at that stage, for I was loth to
have the degrading performance of drunkenness carried to the extreme I
had seen her go through at the Charite. I now applied a tube of alcohol,
asking the assistant, however, to give me valerian, which no doubt this
profoundly hypnotized subject perfectly well heard, for she immediately
went through the whole cat performance. She spat, she scratched, she
mewed, she leapt about on all fours, and she was as thoroughly cat-like
as had been Dr. Luys's subjects."

Similar experiments as to the effect of magnets and electric currents
were tried. A note taken by Dr. Sajous runs thus: "She found the north
pole, notwithstanding there was no current, very pretty; she was as if
she were fascinated by it; she caressed the blue flames, and showed
every sign of delight. Then came the phenomena of attraction. She
followed the magnet with delight across the room, as though fascinated
by it; the bar was turned so as to present the other end or what would
be called, in the language of La Charite, the south pole. Then she fell
into an attitude, of repulsion and horror, with clenched fists, and as
it approached her she fell backward into the arms of M. Cremiere, and
was carried, still showing all the signs of terror and repulsion, back
to her chair. The bar was again turned until what should have been the
north pole was presented to her. She again resumed the same attitudes of
attraction, and tears bedewed her cheeks. 'Ah,' she said, 'it is blue,
the flame mounts,' and she rose from her seat, following the magnet
around the room. Similar but false phenomena were obtained in succession
with all the different forms of magnet and non-magnet; Marguerite was
never once right, but throughout her acting was perfect; she was utterly
unable at any time really to distinguish between a plain bar of iron,
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