The other bedroom was quite as unkempt; looking as if the occupant must always do his chamber work at the last moment before going to bed.

They were as unclean outwardly as inwardly.
After ransacking the house up-chamber, I ran down-stairs and went into the room from which Rucker had come, where I found the girl hiding behind a sofa, peeking over the back of it at me, and screaming "Go away!" All the walls in this room were hung with some thin black cloth, and it looked like the inside of a hearse.

There was a stand in one corner, and a large extension table in the middle of the room, with chairs placed about it.

In the corner across from the stand was a spiritualist medium's cabinet; and hanging on the walls were a guitar, a banjo and a fiddle.

A bell stood in the middle of the table, and there were writing materials, slates, and other things scattered about, which theatrical people call "properties," I am told.