exceedingly　small　if　he　were　ever　able　to　warm　himself　at；　and　a
  corner　chimney…piece　like　a　pyramidal　staircase　to　the　ceiling　for
  Tom　Thumb。　　The　papering　of　one　side　of　the　room　had　dropped　down
  bodily；　with　fragments　of　plaster　adhering　to　it；　and　almost
  blocked　up　the　door。　It　appeared　that　Master　B。；　in　his　spiritual
  condition；　always　made　a　point　of　pulling　the　paper　down。　　Neither
  the　landlord　nor　Ikey　could　suggest　why　he　made　such　a　fool　of
  himself。
  Except　that　the　house　had　an　immensely　large　rambling　loft　at　top；
  I　made　no　other　discoveries。　　It　was　moderately　well　furnished；　but
  sparely。　　Some　of　the　furnituresay；　a　thirdwas　as　old　as　the
  house；　the　rest　was　of　various　periods　within　the　last　half…
  century。　I　was　referred　to　a　corn…chandler　in　the　market…place　of
  the　county　town　to　treat　for　the　house。　　I　went　that　day；　and　I
  took　it　for　six　months。
  It　was　just　the　middle　of　October　when　I　moved　in　with　my　maiden
  sister　（I　venture　to　call　her　eight…and…thirty；　she　is　so　very
  handsome；　sensible；　and　engaging）。　　We　took　with　us；　a　deaf　stable…
  man；　my　bloodhound　Turk；　two　women　servants；　and　a　young　person
  called　an　Odd　Girl。　　I　have　reason　to　record　of　the　attendant　last
  enumerated；　who　was　one　of　the　Saint　Lawrence's　Union　Female
  Orphans；　that　she　was　a　fatal　mistake　and　a　disastrous　engagement。
  The　year　was　dying　early；　the　leaves　were　falling　fast；　it　was　a
  raw　cold　day　when　we　took　possession；　and　the　gloom　of　the　house
  was　most　depressing。　　The　cook　（an　amiable　woman；　but　of　a　weak
  turn　of　intellect）　burst　into　tears　on　beholding　the　kitchen；　and
  requested　that　her　silver　watch　might　be　delivered　over　to　her
  sister　（2　Tuppintock's　Gardens；　Liggs's　Walk；　Clapham　Rise）；　in　the
  event　of　anything　happening　to　her　from　the　damp。　　Streaker；　the
  housemaid；　feigned　cheerfulness；　but　was　the　greater　martyr。　　The
  Odd　Girl；　who　had　never　been　in　the　country；　alone　was　pleased；　and
  made　arrangements　for　sowing　an　acorn　in　the　garden　outside　the
  scullery　window；　and　rearing　an　oak。
  We　went；　before　dark；　through　all　the　naturalas　opposed　to
  supernaturalmiseries　incidental　to　our　state。　　Dispiriting
  reports　ascended　（like　the　smoke）　from　the　basement　in　volumes；　and
  descended　from　the　upper　rooms。　　There　was　no　rolling…pin；　there
  was　no　salamander　（which　failed　to　surprise　me；　for　I　don't　know
  what　it　is）；　there　was　nothing　in　the　house；　what　there　was；　was
  broken；　the　last　people　must　have　lived　like　pigs；　what　could　the
  meaning　of　the　landlord　be？　　Through　these　distresses；　the　Odd　Girl
  was　cheerful　and　exemplary。　　But　within　four　hours　after　dark　we
  had　got　into　a　supernatural　groove；　and　the　Odd　Girl　had　seen
  〃Eyes；〃　and　was　in　hysterics。
  My　sister　and　I　had　agreed　to　keep　the　haunting　strictly　to
  ourselves；　and　my　impression　was；　and　still　is；　that　I　had　not　left
  Ikey；　when　he　helped　to　unload　the　cart；　alone　with　the　women；　or
  any　one　of　them；　for　one　minute。　　Nevertheless；　as　I　say；　the　Odd
  Girl　had　〃seen　Eyes〃　（no　other　explanation　could　ever　be　drawn　from
  her）；　before　nine；　and　by　ten　o'clock　had　had　as　much　vinegar
  applied　to　her　as　would　pickle　a　handsome　salmon。
  I　leave　a　discerning　public　to　judge　of　my　feelings；　when；　under
  these　untoward　circumstances；　at　about　half…past　ten　o'clock　Master
  B。's　bell　began　to　ring　in　a　most　infuriated　manner；　and　Turk
  howled　until　the　house　resounded　with　his　lamentations！
  I　hope　I　may　never　again　be　in　a　state　of　mind　so　unchristian　as
  the　mental　frame　in　which　I　lived　for　some　weeks；　respecting　the
  memory　of　Master　B。　　Whether　his　bell　was　rung　by　rats；　or　mice；　or
  bats；　or　wind；　or　what　other　accidental　vibration；　or　sometimes　by
  one　cause；　sometimes　another；　and　sometimes　by　collusion；　I　don't
  know；　but；　certain　it　is；　that　it　did　ring　two　nights　out　of　three；
  until　I　conceived　the　happy　idea　of　twisting　Master　B。's　neckin
  other　words；　breaking　his　bell　short　offand　silencing　that　young
  gentleman；　as　to　my　experience　and　belief；　for　ever。
  But；　by　that　time；　the　Odd　Girl　had　developed　such　improving　powers
  of　catalepsy；　that　she　had　become　a　shining　example　of　that　very
  inconvenient　disorder。　　She　would　stiffen；　like　a　Guy　Fawkes
  endowed　with　unreason；　on　the　most　irrelevant　occasions。　　I　would
  address　the　servants　in　a　lucid　manner；　pointing　out　to　them　that　I
  had　painted　Master　B。's　room　and　balked　the　paper；　and　taken　Master
  B。's　bell　away　and　balked　the　ringing；　and　if　they　could　suppose
  that　that　confounded　boy　had　lived　and　died；　to　clothe　himself　with
  no　better　behavior　than　would　most　unquestionably　have　brought　him
  and　the　sharpest　particles　of　a　birch…broom　into　close　acquaintance
  in　the　present　imperfect　state　of　existence；　could　they　also
  suppose　a　mere　poor　human　being；　such　as　I　was；　capable　by　those
  contemptible　means　of　counteracting　and　limiting　the　powers　of　the
  disembodied　spirits　of　the　dead；　or　of　any　spirits？I　say　I　would
  become　emphatic　and　cogent；　not　to　say　rather　complacent；　in　such
  an　address；　when　it　would　all　go　for　nothing　by　reason　of　the　Odd
  Girl's　suddenly　stiffening　from　the　toes　upward；　and　glaring　among
  us　like　a　parochial　petrifaction。
  Streaker；　the　housemaid；　too；　had　an　attribute　of　a　most
  discomfiting　nature。　　I　am　unable　to　say　whether　she　was　of　an
  usually　lymphatic　temperament；　or　what　else　was　the　matter　with
  her；　but　this　young　woman　became　a　mere　Distillery　for　the
  production　of　the　largest　and　most　transparent　tears　I　ever　met
  with。　　Combined　with　these　characteristics；　was　a　peculiar　tenacity
  of　hold　in　those　specimens；　so　that　they　didn't　fall；　but　hung　upon
  her　face　and　nose。　　In　this　condition；　and　mildly　and　deplorably
  shaking　her　head；　her　silence　would　throw　me　more　heavily　than　the
  Admirable　Crichton　could　have　done　in　a　verbal　disputation　for　a
  purse　of　money。　　Cook；　likewise；　always　covered　me　with　confusion
  as　with　a　garment；　by　neatly　winding　up　the　session　with　the
  protest　that　the　Ouse　was　wearing　her　out；　and　by　meekly　repeating
  her　last　wishes　regarding　her　silver　watch。
  As　to　our　nightly　life；　the　contagion　of　suspicion　and　fear　was
  among　us；　and　there　is　no　such　contagion　under　the　sky。　　Hooded
  woman？　　According　to　the　accounts；　we　were　in　a　perfect　Convent　of
  hooded　women。　　Noises？　　With　that　contagion　downstairs；　I　myself
  have　sat　in　the　dismal　parlor；　listening；　until　I　have　heard　so
  many　and　such　strange　noises；　that　they　would　have　chilled　my　blood
  if　I　had　not　warmed　it　by　dashing　out　to　make　discoveries。　　Try
  this　in　bed；　in　the　dead　of　the　night：　try　this　at　your　own
  comfortable　fire…side；　in　the　life　of　the　night。　　You　can　fill　any
  house　with　noises；　if　you　will；　until　you　have　a　noise　for　every
  nerve　in　your　nervous　system。
  I　repeat；　the　contagion　of　suspicion　and　fear　was　among　us；　and
  there　is　no　such　contagion　under　the　sky。　　The　women　（their　noses
  in　a　chronic　state　of　excoriation　from　smelling…salts）　were　always
  primed　and　loaded　for　a　swoon；　and　ready　to　go　off　with　hair…
  triggers。　　The　two　elder　detached　the　Odd　Girl　on　all　expeditions
  that　were　considered　doubly　hazardous；　and　she　always　established
  the　reputation　of　such　adventures　by　coming　back　cataleptic。　　If
  Cook　or　Streaker　went　overhead　after　dark；　we　knew　we　should
  presently　hear　a　bump　on　the　ceiling；　and　this　took　place　so
  constantly；　that　it　was　as　if　a　fighting　man　were　engaged　to　go
  about　the　house；　administering　a　touch　of　his　art　which　I　believe
  is　called　The　Auctioneer；　to　every　domestic　he　met　with。
  It　was　in　vain　to　do　anything。　　It　was　in　vain　to　be　frightened；
  for　the　moment　in　one's　own　person；　by　a　real　owl；　and　then　to　show
  the　owl。　　It　was　in　vain　to　discover；　by　striking　an　accidental
  discord　on　the　piano；　that　Turk　always　howled　at　particular　notes
  and　combinations。　　It　was　in　vain　to　be　a　Rhadamanthus　with　the
  bells；　and　if　an　unfortunate　bell　rang　without　leave；　to　have　it
  down　inexorably　and　silence　it。　　It　was　in　vain　to　fire　up
  chimneys；　let　torches　down　the　well；　charge　furiously　into
  suspected　rooms　and　recesses。　　We　changed　servants；　and　it　was　no
  better。　　The　new　set　ran　away；　and　a　third　set　came；　and　it　was　no
  better。　　At　last；　our　comfortable　housekeeping　got　to　be　so
  disorganised　and　wretched；　that　I　one　night　dejectedly　said　to　my
  sister：　〃Patty；　I　begin　to　despair　of　our　getting　people　to　go　on
  with　us　here；　and　I　think　we　must　give　this　up。〃
  My　sister；　who　is　a　woman　of　immense　spirit；　replied；　〃No；　John；
  don't　give　it　up。　　Don't　be　beaten；　John。　　There　is　another　way。〃
  〃And　what　is　that？〃　said　I。
  〃John；〃　returned　my　sister；　〃if　we　are　not　to　be　driven　out　of　this
  house；　and　that　for　no　reason　whatever；　that　is　apparent　to　you　or
  me；　we　must　help　ourselves　and　take　the　house　wholly　and　solely
  into　our　own　hands。〃
  〃But；　the　servants；〃　said　I。
  〃Have　no　servants；〃　said　my　sister；　boldly。
  Like　most　people　in　my　grade　of　life；