We sat thus for half an hour as aforesaid and nothing happened.

The room was next thoroughly darkened by shutting the shutters and drawing the curtains.  Nevertheless, by great good fortune I espied three points of light, coming from the lighted passage outside the door.  One of these came beneath the door straight to my eye, the other two were on the wall (or on a press) obliquely opposite.  By still greater good fortune, these three points of light had such a position in reference to my eye that they gave me three straight lines traversing and bounding the space in which the medium sat, and I at once saw that if Medium moved his body forwards or backwards he must occult one of my three rays.  While therefore taking care to feel his foot and keep a good grip of his hand, I fixed my eyes intently on rays A and B. For I felt sure that I could trust to G.D. keeping a sharp look-out on the right hand and foot; and so no instrument of motion was left to the medium but his body and head, the movements of which could not have been discernible in absolute darkness.  Nothing happened for some time.  At length a very well executed muscular twitching of the arm on my side began, and I amused myself by comparing it with the convulsions of a galvanised frog’s leg, but at the same time kept a very bright look-out on my two rays A and B.

The twitchings ceased, and then after a little time A was shut out.  B then became obscure, and A became visible.  “Hoho!” thought I, “Medium’s head is well over the table.  Now we are going to have some manifestations.”  Immediately followed a noise obviously produced by the tumbling over of the accordion and some shifting of the position of the guitar.  Next came a twanging—­very slight, but of course very audible—­of some of the strings, during which B was invisible.  By and by B and A became visible again, and Medium’s voice likewise showed that he had got back to his first position.  But after he had returned to this position there was a noise of the guitar and other things on the table being stirred, and creeping noises like something light moving over the table.  But no more actual twanging.

To my great disgust, G.D. now began to remark that he saw two spots of light, which I suppose must have had the same origin as my rays A and B, and, moreover, that something occasionally occulted one or other of them. [Note:  no, not till we changed places.  G.H.D.] I blessed him for spoiling my game, but the effect was excellent.  Nothing more happened.  By and by, after some talk about these points of light, the medium suggested that this light was distracting, and that we had better shut it out.  The suggestion was very dexterously and indirectly made, and was caught up more strongly [I think by Mr. Z).  Anyhow, we agreed to stop out all light.  The circle was broken, and the candle was lighted for this purpose.  I then took occasion to observe that the guitar was turned round into the position noted in the margin,