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the presence of a numerous assembly of these

worthies. Then I inquired if any one of them



had been present when the robbery was

effected. A prompt double knock replied in



the affirmative. I may say here, by the way,

that the unanimity of the spirits as to their



use of two knocks for ``yes'' and one for

``no'' is a very remarkable point, and shows,



if it shows anything, how perfect and universal

must be the social intercourse of the



respected departed. It is worthy of note, also,

that if the spirit--I will not say the medium



--perceives after one knock that it were wiser

to say yes, he can conveniently add the second



tap. Some such arrangement in real life

would, it appears to me, be highly desirable.



It seemed that the spirit was that of Vidocq,

the French detective. I had just read a translation



of his memoirs, and he seemed to me a

very available spirit to call upon.



As soon as I explained that the spirit who

answered had been a witness of the theft, the



old man became strangely agitated. ``Who

was it?'' said he. At once the spirit



indicated a desire to use the alphabet. As we

went over the letters,--always a slow method,



but useful when you want to observe excitable

people,--my visitor kept saying, ``Quicker--



go quicker.'' At length the spirit spelled out

the words, ``I know not his name.''



``Was it,'' said the gentleman--``was it a--

was it one of my household?''



I knocked ``yes'' without hesitation; who

else, indeed, could it have been?



``Excuse me,'' he went on, ``if I ask you for

a little whisky.''



This I gave him. He continued: ``Was it

Susan or Ellen?''



``No, no!''

``Was it--'' He paused. ``If I ask a question



mentally, will the spirits reply?'' I knew

what he meant. He wanted to ask if it was



his son, but did not wish to speak openly.

``Ask,'' said I.



``I have,'' he returned.

I hesitated. It was rarely my policy to



commit myself definitely, yet here I fancied,

from the facts of the case and his own terrible



anxiety, that he suspected, or more than

suspected, his son as the guilty person. I



became sure of this as I studied his face. At

all events, it would be easy to deny or explain



in case of trouble; and, after all, what slander

was there in two knocks? I struck twice



as usual.

Instantly the old gentleman rose up, very



white, but quite firm. ``There,'' he said, and

cast a bank-note on the table, ``I thank you,''



and bending his head on his breast, walked,

as I thought, with great effort out of the room.



On the following morning, as I made my

first appearance in my outer room, which



contained at least a dozen persons awaiting

advice, who should I see standing by the window



but the old gentleman with sandy-gray hair?

Along with him was a stout young man with



a head as red as mine, and mustache and

whiskers to match. Probably the son, I



thought--ardent temperament, remorse, come

to confess, etc. I was never more mistaken



in my life. I was about to go regularly

through my patients when the old gentleman



began to speak.

``I called, doctor,'' said he, ``to explain the



little matter about which I--about which I--''




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