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established; that any one who heard unusual noises in the night;
and who wished to trace them; should knock at my door; lastly; that
on Twelfth Night; the last night of holy Christmas; all our
individual experiences since that then present hour of our coming
together in the haunted house; should be brought to light for the
good of all; and that we would hold our peace on the subject till
then; unless on some remarkable provocation to break silence。

We were; in number and in character; as follows:

Firstto get my sister and myself out of the waythere were we
two。  In the drawing of lots; my sister drew her own room; and I
drew Master B。's。  Next; there was our first cousin John Herschel;
so called after the great astronomer: than whom I suppose a better
man at a telescope does not breathe。  With him; was his wife: a
charming creature to whom he had been married in the previous
spring。  I thought it (under the circumstances) rather imprudent to
bring her; because there is no knowing what even a false alarm may
do at such a time; but I suppose he knew his own business best; and
I must say that if she had been MY wife; I never could have left
her endearing and bright face behind。  They drew the Clock Room。
Alfred Starling; an uncommonly agreeable young fellow of eight…and…
twenty for whom I have the greatest liking; was in the Double Room;
mine; usually; and designated by that name from having a dressing…
room within it; with two large and cumbersome windows; which no
wedges I was ever able to make; would keep from shaking; in any
weather; wind or no wind。  Alfred is a young fellow who pretends to
be 〃fast〃 (another word for loose; as I understand the term); but
who is much too good and sensible for that nonsense; and who would
have distinguished himself before now; if his father had not
unfortunately left him a small independence of two hundred a year;
on the strength of which his only occupation in life has been to
spend six。  I am in hopes; however; that his Banker may break; or
that he may enter into some speculation guaranteed to pay twenty
per cent。; for; I am convinced that if he could only be ruined; his
fortune is made。  Belinda Bates; bosom friend of my sister; and a
most intellectual; amiable; and delightful girl; got the Picture
Room。  She has a fine genius for poetry; combined with real
business earnestness; and 〃goes in〃to use an expression of
Alfred'sfor Woman's mission; Woman's rights; Woman's wrongs; and
everything that is woman's with a capital W; or is not and ought to
be; or is and ought not to be。  〃Most praiseworthy; my dear; and
Heaven prosper you!〃 I whispered to her on the first night of my
taking leave of her at the Picture…Room door; 〃but don't overdo it。
And in respect of the great necessity there is; my darling; for
more employments being within the reach of Woman than our
civilisation has as yet assigned to her; don't fly at the
unfortunate men; even those men who are at first sight in your way;
as if they were the natural oppressors of your sex; for; trust me;
Belinda; they do sometimes spend their wages among wives and
daughters; sisters; mothers; aunts; and grandmothers; and the play
is; really; not ALL Wolf and Red Riding…Hood; but has other parts
in it。〃  However; I digress。

Belinda; as I have mentioned; occupied the Picture Room。  We had
but three other chambers: the Corner Room; the Cupboard Room; and
the Garden Room。  My old friend; Jack Governor; 〃slung his
hammock;〃 as he called it; in the Corner Room。  I have always
regarded Jack as the finest…looking sailor that ever sailed。  He is
gray now; but as handsome as he was a quarter of a century ago
nay; handsomer。  A portly; cheery; well…built figure of a broad…
shouldered man; with a frank smile; a brilliant dark eye; and a
rich dark eyebrow。  I remember those under darker hair; and they
look all the better for their silver setting。  He has been wherever
his Union namesake flies; has Jack; and I have met old shipmates of
his; away in the Mediterranean and on the other side of the
Atlantic; who have beamed and brightened at the casual mention of
his name; and have cried; 〃You know Jack Governor?  Then you know a
prince of men!〃  That he is!  And so unmistakably a naval officer;
that if you were to meet him coming out of an Esquimaux snow…hut in
seal's skin; you would be vaguely persuaded he was in full naval
uniform。

Jack once had that bright clear eye of his on my sister; but; it
fell out that he married another lady and took her to South
America; where she died。  This was a dozen years ago or more。  He
brought down with him to our haunted house a little cask of salt
beef; for; he is always convinced that all salt beef not of his own
pickling; is mere carrion; and invariably; when he goes to London;
packs a piece in his portmanteau。  He had also volunteered to bring
with him one 〃Nat Beaver;〃 an old comrade of his; captain of a
merchantman。  Mr。 Beaver; with a thick…set wooden face and figure;
and apparently as hard as a block all over; proved to be an
intelligent man; with a world of watery experiences in him; and
great practical knowledge。  At times; there was a curious
nervousness about him; apparently the lingering result of some old
illness; but; it seldom lasted many minutes。  He got the Cupboard
Room; and lay there next to Mr。 Undery; my friend and solicitor:
who came down; in an amateur capacity; 〃to go through with it;〃 as
he said; and who plays whist better than the whole Law List; from
the red cover at the beginning to the red cover at the end。

I never was happier in my life; and I believe it was the universal
feeling among us。  Jack Governor; always a man of wonderful
resources; was Chief Cook; and made some of the best dishes I ever
ate; including unapproachable curries。  My sister was pastry cook
and confectioner。  Starling and I were Cook's Mate; turn and turn
about; and on special occasions the chief cook 〃pressed〃 Mr。
Beaver。  We had a great deal of outdoor sport and exercise; but
nothing was neglected within; and there was no ill…humor or
misunderstanding among us; and our evenings were so delightful that
we had at least one good reason for being reluctant to go to bed。

We had a few night alarms in the beginning。  On the first night; I
was knocked up by Jack with a most wonderful ship's lantern in his
hand; like the gills of some monster of the deep; who informed me
that he 〃was going aloft to the main truck;〃 to have the
weathercock down。  It was a stormy night and I remonstrated; but
Jack called my attention to its making a sound like a cry of
despair; and said somebody would be 〃hailing a ghost〃 presently; if
it wasn't done。  So; up to the top of the house; where I could
hardly stand for the wind; we went; accompanied by Mr。 Beaver; and
there Jack; lantern and all; with Mr。 Beaver after him; swarmed up
to the top of a cupola; some two dozen feet above the chimneys; and
stood upon nothing particular; coolly knocking the weathercock off;
until they both got into such good spirits with the wind and the
height; that I thought they would never come down。  Another night;
they turned out again; and had a chimney…cowl off。  Another night;
they cut a sobbing and gulping water…pipe away。  Another night;
they found out something else。  On several occasions; they both; in
the coolest manner; simultaneously dropped out of their respective
bedroom windows; hand over hand by their counterpanes; to
〃overhaul〃 something mysterious in the garden。

The engagement among us was faithfully kept; and nobody revealed
anything。  All we knew was; if any one's room were haunted; no one
looked the worse for it。



The foregoing story is particularly interesting as illustrating the
leaning of Dickens's mind toward the spiritualistic and mystical
fancies current in his time; and the counterbalance of his common
sense and fun。

〃He probably never made up his own mind;〃 Mr。 Andrew Lang declares
in a discussion of this Haunted House story。  Mr。 Lang says he once
took part in a similar quest; and 〃can recognize the accuracy of
most of Dickens's remarks。  Indeed; even to persons not on the
level of the Odd Girl in education

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