Jogesh is now a full-fledged doctor and so are all the other ten who had got hold of the Materia Medica paper.

After the incident of that night Jogesh’s wife had an attack of brain fever and for some time her life was despaired of, and we were all so sorry.  But, thank God, she came round after a long and protracted illness, and then we sent her the necklace.

Jogesh told us subsequently that his wife had given him an Indian charm-case with instructions to put it on with a chain round the neck whenever he required her.  Immediately he put on the chain, to which this charm-case was attached, round his neck, he felt as if he was in a trance and then his wife came.  Whether she came in the flesh or only in spirit Jogesh could not say as he never had the opportunity of touching her so long as she was there, for he could not get up from the bed or the chair or wherever he happened to be.  On the last occasion she had entreated him not to press her to tell the questions.  He had, however, insisted and so she had dictated to him the examination paper as if from memory.  The theatre programme was the only thing within his reach and he had taken down all the questions on that, as he thought he could not rely upon his own memory.  Then she had gone away; but before going she had walked up to him, unbuttoned his kurta (native shirt) at the chin, and removed the charm-case from the chain to which it was attached.  Then she had vanished and the charm case had vanished too.  The chain had, of course, remained on Jogesh’s neck.  Since that eventful night Jogesh had had no mystic communion with his wife during his stay in Calcutta.

She refused to discuss the subject when Jogesh afterwards met her at Dacca.  So the mystery remains unsolved.

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Talking of questions and answers reminds me of an incident that took place on one occasion in my presence.

A certain Mohammedan hypnotist once visited us when I was at College.

There was a number of us, all students, in the hostel common-room or library when this man came and introduced himself to us as a professional hypnotist.  On being asked whether he could show us anything wonderful and convincing he said he could.  He asked us to procure a teapoy with 3 strong legs.  This we did.  Then he asked two of us to sit round that small table and he also sat down.  He asked us to put our hands flat on the table and think of some dead person.  We thought of a dead friend of ours.  After we had thus been seated for about five minutes there was a rap on the leg of the teapoy.  We thought that the hypnotist had kicked the leg on his side.

“The spirit has come” said the hypnotist.

“How should we ascertain?” I asked.

“Ask him some question and he will answer” said the hypnotist.

Then we asked how many from our class would obtain the university degree that year.