Sitters—Lady Lodge, Norah, and Woodie; later, Honor
Report by Miss F. A. Wood
As it was the first time that I had ever been at a sitting of any kind, I shall put down the details as fully as I can remember them.
The only light in the room was from the gas-fire, a large one, so that we could see each other and things in the room fairly distinctly; the table used at this time was a rather small octagonal one, though weighty for its size, with strong centre stem, supported on three short legs, top like a chess-board. Lady Lodge sat with her back to window looking on to drive, Norah with back to windows looking on to tennis-lawn, and I, Woodie, had my back to the sofa.
As we were about to sit down, Lady Lodge said: "We always say a little prayer first."
I had hoped that she intended to pray aloud for us all, but she did it silently, so I did the same, having been upstairs before and done this also.
For some time nothing whatever happened. I only felt that the table was keeping my hands extremely cold.
After about half an hour, Lady Lodge said: "I don't think that anyone is coming to-night; we will wait just a little longer, and then go."
Lady Lodge.—Is anyone here to-night to speak to us? Do come if you can, because we want to show Woodie what a sitting is like. Raymond, dear, do you think you could come to us?
(No answer.)