Those who know Zenobie describe her as quiet, industrious, not very communicative, religious but not in the habit of going to church: on the whole, an ordinary, middle aged woman whom no one could suspect of incipient insanity, and yet she could suddenly go raving mad and take life, apparently without in the least knowing what she was doing. It is disquieting to think that a great many of these dormant maniacs are going about.
We are constantly rubbing shoulders with people who, without our knowledge, are as dangerous as uninspected boilers under high pressure. Dr. de Cléram-fault, the head of the infirmary attached to the police headquarters, says that the asylums are so overcrowded that the doctors are
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