Then he began softly to tap the walls. At last he found
the side that gave a noise similar to that which we had heard,
and he seemed pleased to have found it, for he hastily sketched
on an old envelope a plan of that part of the house, noting on it
the location of the side of the cabinet.
Kennedy almost dragged me back to our apartment, he was in such a
hurry to examine the apparatus at his leisure. He turned on all
the lights, took the thing out of its case, and stripped off the
two sheets of ruled paper wound around the two revolving drums.
He laid them flat on the table and studied them for some minutes
with evidently growing satisfaction.
At last he turned to me and said, "Walter, here is a ghost caught
in the act."
I looked dubiously at the irregular up-and-down scrawl on the
paper, while he rang up the Homicide Bureau of the Central Office
and left word for O'Connor to call him up the first thing in the
morning.
Still eyeing with satisfaction the record traced on the sheets of
paper, he lighted a cigarette in a matter-of-fact way and added:
"It proves to be a very much flesh-and-blood ghost, this 'John.'
It walked up to the wall back of that cabinet, rapped, listened
to old Vandam, rapped some more, got the answer it wanted, and
walked deliberately away.
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