The most curious thing about his appearance was his eyes: they were large, black, and had a peculiar dull dead lustre." "Did they shine in the dark?
I knew a fellow at Oxford whose eyes did.

Chairs ran after him." "I never noticed; I don't remember.

'Psychically,' as you superstitious muffs call it, Bolter was still more queer.

At that time we were all gone on spirit-rapping.

Bolter turned out a great acquisition, 'medium,' or what not.