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MISS CORNELIUS

found the toast-rack lying at the top of the stairs. Then one evening Molly's bedroom slippers moved across the room and landed neatly together in the empty fire-grate. On another occasion Saxon's pyjamas disappeared from underneath his pillow and, after a long search, were found tightly knotted together on the top of the wardrobe. The papers in his study were disarranged. One morning a jumper Molly had been knitting lay in the coal-box, unravelled, the wool wound in inextricable tangles around the legs of the tables and chairs. They could make nothing of it.
`It almost looks,' said Molly, with a forced laugh, `as if spooks were trying to convince us that we had been too hasty in our judgment of Miss Cornelius.'
`Don't be foolish, my dear,' replied Saxon, testily. `It's far more likely that that woman has been getting at the maids. My advice for the moment is to keep our eyes open and too say nothing to any one about it.'
But he himself was deeply disturbed. Though professing an open mind on matters supernatural, he was hardly prepared for this cold and most unpleasant draught of doubt. He found himself thinking, more often than he liked to acknowledge, of Miss Cornelius and that venomous outburst of hate. What if she-? But of course, there must be some natural explanation. And so the week dragged by.
It was Sunday morning. They had finished their breakfast and Saxon, rising from the table, stood looking out of the window, when, turning round suddenly, he saw his wife fingering the handle of the bread-knife. Next moment it flashed through the air and knocked over a vase on the mantelpiece.
`Andrew!' she cried. `Where ever did that come from? Oh, I can't bear it. Andrew, don't you realize it might have hit me? Don't. Don't!'
He ran to her and put his arms round her. `Molly, darling, it's all right. You mustn't be alarmed. We must pull ourselves together and not allow our nerves to get on edge. Let's go into the garden. We can talk better there.'
He hardly knew what he was saying, for his heart was torn

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