We had scarcely settled to our tea again before we again heard
the footsteps overhead, and again Miss Langton went up and found
the room empty. She walked across the room, and we heard her do
so, but the sound was quite different. She did it noisily on
purpose, but though she is very big and tall, she didn't sound
heavy enough.
Mrs. M---- remarks, on hearing this read over, that the sound
was different in character as well as in volume--that the
footsteps she (and we) heard were "between a run and a walk." My
phrase was, and has always been, "as of the quick, heavy steps
of a person whose foot-gear didn't match." We called it, when we
first heard it in No. 8, a "shuffling step."
After she came down the servants' tea-bell rang, and we at once
said, "Now we shall know where they all are." The hall is under
the wing, at the other end of the house, and we knew that the
room underneath us was empty, and the shutters up, and that all
who were in the house were either in the drawing-room or the
servants' hall.
In a few minutes we again heard the pacing footsteps, up and
down, up and down; we heard them at intervals during
half-an-hour. We also heard voices as of a man and woman
talking. I went to the foot of the stairs, just below the door
of No. 1, and heard them plain. Mrs. M---- is not quick of
hearing, but she heard them distinctly several times. At 5.20 we
heard the maids go up the stone staircase, coming away from
their tea, and though we listened till after six, the other
sounds did not occur again.
_April 2nd, Friday._
[Mr. M---- left early, Mrs. M---- remaining till a later train.]
At 11.15 Miss Langton and I were in the library at two different
tables writing. The room was silent. Suddenly we heard a heavy
blow struck on a third table, ten feet at least away from either
of us. I instantly fetched Mrs. M----, and in her hearing Miss
Langton imitated the sound on the same table, by hitting with
her fist as heavily as possible. There is a drawer in the table,
empty, which added to the vibration, and also pendent brass
handles. I tried, but could not make noise enough. We kept watch
in the room till lunch, Mrs. M---- keeping guard when we were
obliged to leave, but nothing happened till, when we were
sitting at luncheon (there is only a single door and a curtain
between the two rooms), we heard it again as above described.
One of the informants, who described the scene which occurred
the day the late Mr. S---- left this house for the last time,
said "a very heavy blow like a man's fist came on the table
between them." This is the same room.
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