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Her heels tapped loudly the quick successive knockings as on a cobbler's last as she ran down the stairs. "Mr. Devenish has come in to ask me to dinner, Sally," he said, before she reached the bottom. "He's going to take you instead; I can't go, of course." The footsteps stopped. Devenish, within the room, half-closed his eyes, bent his head in an attitude of amused attention.
We were cantering up the oak-sentried avenue to that door which Gilbert Stair had once sought to keep against us with his bell-mouthed blunderbuss. There was no sign of any living thing about the place; and when we had no answer to our sword-hilt knockings on the door, the lad turned upon me with a flash of anger in his eyes and his lip a-curl.
There was no mark on the door, but his repeated knockings met with no response, and a woman, looking out from a window opposite, called to him that the house had been empty for well-nigh a month, and the people that were in it had gone off in a cart, she supposed into the country.
'What a droll fellow! they appeared to be saying; 'and how will he look when he reissues? "'There ain't nubbudy in that house, croaked a small boy, who had paused below, squinting up at me. "'How do you know? said I. 'Move on, my little man. "He went; and at once it occurred to me that, as no notice was taken of my repeated knockings, I might as well try the handle.
Sperry has consistently maintained that he had no experiences whatever during that period, but admits that he heard various knockings in his bedroom at night, which he attributed to the lighting of his furnace, and the resulting expansion of the furniture due to heat.
Thinks I: 'This looks pretty well, we will have some amusement now. Then the jangling of bells, and clanking of chains, and flashes of light; then thumpings and knockings of all sorts came along, interspersed with shrieks and groans. I sat very quiet. I had two of Colt's best pistols in my pocket, and I thought I could shoot anything spiritual or material with these machines made in Connecticut.
"The three men waited at the entrance to that old stairway until five police officials appeared. "Listening at the basement door, these heard scuffling inside, curses, and suppressed yells. Then all noises ceased. There was no response to continued knockings. The door yielded to pressure, and the officials entered.
Already, although only a few days had elapsed since the knockings were first heard, the newspapers had given the story great publicity, and their accounts were greedily devoured by an ever-widening circle of readers, quite willing to regard such happenings as evidence of the intervention of the dead in the affairs of the living.
"Harold, Harold, come forth!" they cried, as they beat upon the door, but no answer came to their calls and knockings. Afeared, they battered down the door, and when it fell they saw that Harold lay upon his bed. "He sleeps," said one. "See, he holds a portrait in his hand and it is her portrait. How fair he is and how tranquilly he sleeps." But no, Harold was not asleep.
They reached Widdrington tower to find it all in darkness; and after repeated knockings the aged nurse came to the gateway and demanded the name of those who so insistently clamoured at the door. Bertram enquired for the lady Isabel; and then, indeed, all was dismay.
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