“Owing to the number of articles offered for experiment, and owing also to the abrupt termination of the trials, the envelope with the King’s signature was not produced.... While I was present nothing was said as to its existence.
“When I quitted Mowbray House the King’s signature was left with one of the company, Mr. L——, who remained behind to dine with Mr. Stead, Mrs. Burchell and some others. I was unable to stay to dinner as I had to go to the Court at Buckingham Palace that evening. I returned home feeling that the experiment had been a failure.
“On the following morning ... I was surprised to receive a visit at my house ... from Mr. L——. He said that after the dinner in the restaurant a seance had been held, at which he had submitted the envelope, containing the King’s signature, to Mrs. Burchell. He told me that on receiving the envelope she had been thrown into a state of violent agitation. She had then described the assassination of the King and the attempted assassination of the Queen in the interior of the palace. He gave me many details which had convinced him that Mrs. Burchell had actually seen in clairvoyant vision the assassination of my Sovereign in the interior of his palace.
“On the following Tuesday, March 24th, I made it my business to call at Mowbray House in order to ascertain from Mr. Stead his version of what had happened.... On returning home I made an entry in my journal, of which the following is an exact copy:
“‘London (51, Palace Gardens Terrace),
“‘March 24, 1903.
“‘This afternoon I went to Mowbray House, Norfolk Street, Victoria Embankment, to see Mr. William Stead (the editor of Review of Reviews), and to ask him what it was that his clairvoyant of last Friday (March 20th) said of King Alexander. Mr. Stead told me.
“‘Mr. L—— gave her into her hand a small paper. She held it for a moment and then said: “This is the signature of a young man in a very high position! Yes, it is the signature of a King!” (She then proceeded to describe King Alexander’s appearance). “He has his Queen at his side; she is a brunette, older than he. But, O God! What do I see? Oh, it is too terrible....” And then, Mr. Stead said, she suddenly fell on her knees, clasping excitedly her hands, and with closed eyes and uplifted head she prayed to the Great Spirit to—save them, if possible! “I see them both, the King and Queen; and there is a dark man with the dagger in hand. He tries to kill them; it is a terrible struggle; the Queen escapes unhurt, but the King is assassinated!” Stead said Mrs. Bourcher (sic), the clairvoyant, was terribly agitated. She described what she saw in the presence of several ladies and gentlemen, who were deeply impressed with it.’