d rather
know as little as possible, so as not to be influenced by expectation.
It is no case of roughing it. B---- House is, I believe, a luxurious
country house, ample, though not too large, in a beautiful
neighbourhood...."

A letter of December 22nd refers to a suggestion that the phenomena
were produced by trickery, a fact which is mentioned to show that the
possibility was kept in view from the first.

On January 23rd, "Not a day should be lost in beginning the
observation, which ought to be continuous. Such a chance has never
occurred before, and may never occur again. Orders have been given to
get the house ready for immediate occupation."

Miss Freer, accompanied by her friend Miss Constance Moore (a daughter
of the late Rev. Daniel Moore, Prebendary of St. Paul's and Chaplain,
to the Queen), arrived at B---- House on February 3, 1897.

FOOTNOTES:

[A] Here and in all references to rooms by their numbers, see
Frontispiece.

[B] See her own account, p. 64. The account here given, as will be
seen, is not quite accurate as to the precise rooms. Mrs. "G." slept
in the wing.

JOURNAL KEPT DURING A VISIT TO B---- HOUSE

JOURNAL KEPT DURING A VISIT TO B---- HOUSE

_February 3rd, Wednesday._--Constance Moore and I arrived from
Edinburgh, with Mac., the maid, a little after 10 P.M., having
sent on beforehand the following servants:--Robinson and Mrs.
Robinson, butler and cook; Carter and Hannah, two housemaids.

I had engaged them on behalf of Colonel Taylor in Edinburgh last
evening. They had all good characters, and were well
recommended. We told them nothing, of course, of the reputation
of the house, and were careful to choose persons of mature age,
and not excitable girls.

I had seen no plans nor photographs of the house, and merely
desired that any rooms should be prepared for us that were near
together--_i.e._ bedroom, dressing-room, and maid's room. Mr.
C---- [who met us in Edinburgh, and is a lawyer, mentioned
hereafter], who had seen plans, asked what orders we had given,
and remarked that, as far as he knew, we should secure one quiet
night, as the "haunted" part contained, apparently, no
dressing-rooms.

The house looked very gloomy. It was not cold out of doors,
though thick snow lay on the ground. Inside it felt like a
vault, having been empty for months. None of the stores ordered
had arrived. We had no linen,