After 1876, only occasional rappings were heard, till Mr.Rokeby being absent one night in 1883, the noises broke out, "banging, thumping, the whole place shaking".

The library was the centre of these exercises, and the dog, a fine collie, was shut up in the library.

Mrs.Rokeby left her room for her daughter's, while the dog whined in terror, and the noises increased in violence.

Next day the dog, when let out, rushed forth with enthusiasm, but crouched with his tail between his legs when invited to re-enter.
This was in 1883.

Several years after, Mr.Rokeby was smoking, alone, in the dining-room early in the evening, when the dog began to bristle up his hair, and bark.