18 May.--

I have been down to look at that room again in daylight, for I must know the truth.  When I got to the doorway at the top of the stairs I found it closed.  It had been so forcibly driven against the jamb that part of the woodwork was splintered.

I could see that the bolt of the lock had not been shot, but the door is fastened from the inside.  I fear it was no dream, and must act on this surmise.