(Then this special control ended; while the medium murmured, as to himself, first the word 'John,' and then the word 'God.' Then the strain was relieved by a new control, understood to be 'Biddy.')
Surely it's meself that has come to speak. Here's another mother. I am helping the boy. I said to him to come out.
(To A. M. L.) Just you go and do your work. When the boy comes as he did, it upsets the body. I come to help to soothe the nerves of the medium. It is a privilege to help. I am an old Irishwoman.
(To K. K.) You don't realise that the world is governed by chains, and that you are one of the links. I was a washerwoman and lived next a church, and they say cleanliness comes next to godliness! One of my chains is to help mothers. Well, I am going. But for comfort,—the boy is glad he is come. (To K. K.) Your husband is a fine man. I love him. His heart's as big as his body, and it is not only medicine, but love that he dispenses.
(Then an interval; and another control—probably 'Moonstone' again, or else Peters himself clairvoyantly:—)
We succeeded a little in our experiment.
Now the boy is with....
(Here the medium seized both Alec's hands, and K. K. continues the notes.)
[But they may be abbreviated here, as they represent only Peters's ordinary clairvoyance—probably.]
You bring with you a tremendous force. You don't always say what you think. A quick way of making up your mind. Your intuitional force is very strong. Your mind is very evenly balanced, [and so on].... The last three months, things have altered. It has stirred you to the depths of your innermost being. You had no idea how strong the bond was between you and one who has been here to-day. Want to shield and take care of your mother. You know her devotion to both you and the one gone over....