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and that two of the party should make a careful search in all the rooms, to make certain that there was no one hiding to play tricks.
`You had better go with Mr. Clinton,' said Mrs. Parke, laughing nervously. `I'd almost rather anything happened than find a man under my bed.'
They sat in the drawing-room while Clinton and Miss Cornelius made the round of the house. Saxon looked at his watch. `It's just half-past eight,' he said. `And that 's about the time that things begin to look lively,' said Parke. `Listen! The rappings have begun already.'
There could be no doubt about the noises, low and muffled, as if someone were striking a rubber pad with a hammer; but it was impossible to locate them, to say whether they came from beyond the walls or the ceiling. They were quite distinct from the footsteps of Clinton and Miss Cornelius, who could be heard moving about in one of the rooms above. A minute or two later the voices of the two were heard in conversation, as they came down the stairs. Then there was a crash, and Miss Cornelius called out: `What was that?' Parke and Saxon ran out into the hall. A wooden horse, belonging to the children, which Clinton declared that he had seen on the landing outside the nursery door, was lying with its head broken at the foot of the stairs. The evening's programme had commenced.
It was a full and varied programme, and the intervals between the items were short, filled with a tense, almost exhilarating, feeling of excitement as to what in the world would happen next. Saxon and Clinton, who had both previously agreed to take notes of what they saw, were kept busy writing. A little before half-past nine there was a lull in the proceedings.
`They usually close down about now,' said Parke with a rather forced laugh. `What about some coffee, Maisie?'
`I wonder if you would mind Mr. Clinton and me running over our notes together in the dining-room?' Saxon asked. `I don't think we shall detain you very long.'
They went into the adjoining room, and Clinton noticed with surprise that his companion turned the key in the lock.

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