al position for A,
which is the only one I remember as yet without the Manual.

I then knew that I had been walking in my sleep, having done so several
times at School, and before Examinations being usualy tied by my
Room-mate with a string from my ankle to the door knob, so as in case of
getting out of bed to wake up.

I was rather scared, as I do not like the dark, feeling when in it that
Something is behind me and about to cluch at me.

I therfore stood still and felt like screaming, when suddenly the door
of the Butler's pantrey squeaked. Could I then have shreiked I would
have, but I had no breath for the purpose.

Somebody came into the room and felt for the table, passing close by me
and stepping by accident on the table bell, which is under the rug. It
rang and scared me more than ever. We then both stood still, and I hoped
if he or it heard my Heart thump he or it would think it was the hall
clock.

After a time the footsteps moved on around the table and out into the
hall. I was still standing in position A, being as it were frosen thus.

However, seeing that it was something human and not otherwise, as its
shoes creaked, I now became angry at the thought that Treason was under
the roof of my home. I therfore followed the Traitor out into the hall
and looked in through the door at him. He had a flash light, and was
opening the drawers of my father's desk. It was William.

I then concealed myself behind my father's overcoat in the hack hall,
and considered what to do. Should I scream and be probably killed, thus
dying a noble Death? Or should I remain still? I decided on the latter.

And now, dear Log or Journal, I must record what followed, which I shall
do as acurately as I can, in case of having later on to call in the
Secret Service and read this to them.

There is a safe built in my resadence under the stairs, in which the
silver service, plates, etcetera, are stored, as to big for the Safe
Deposit, besides being a nusance to send for every time there is a
dinner.

This safe only my father can unlock, or rather, this I fondly believed
until tonight. But how diferent are the facts! For William walked to it,
after listening at the foot of the stairs, and opened it as if he had
done so before quite often. He then took from it my father's Dispach
Case, locked the safe again, and went back through the dining room.

It is a terrable thing to see a crime thus comitted and to know not what
to do. Had