There was a sort of restrained movement in the room now. Herbert
turned on a bracket light, and I moved away the roller chair.

"Go and get Clara, Horace," Mrs. Dane said to me, "and have her
bring a note-book and pencil." Nothing, I believe, happened during
my absence. Miss Jeremy was sunk in her chair and breathing heavily
when I came back with Clara, and Sperry was still watching her pulse.
Suddenly my wife said:

"Why, look! She's wearing my bracelet!"

This proved to be the case, and was, I regret to say, the cause of
a most unjust suspicion on my wife's part. Even today, with all the
knowledge she possesses, I am certain that Mrs. Johnson believes
that some mysterious power took my watch and dragged it off the
table, and threw the pen, but that I myself under cover of darkness
placed her bracelet on Miss Jeremy's arm. I can only reiterate here
what I have told her many times, that I never touched the bracelet
after it was placed on the stand.

"Take down everything that happens, Clara, and all we say," Mrs.
Dane said in a low tone. "Even if it sounds like nonsense, put it
down."

It is because Clara took her orders literally that I am making this
more readable version of her script. There was a certain amount of
non-pertinent matter which would only cloud the statement if rendered
word for word, and also certain scattered, unrelated words with which
many of the statements terminated. For instance, at the end of the
sentence, "Just above the ear," came a number of rhymes to the final