Heavy snowstorm.

_March 5th, Friday._--Last night I was in bed and asleep before
Miss Moore came in from her dressing-room. She did not light the
candle for fear of waking me, but, while sitting by the fire
reading, she heard the pattering noise just behind her, in the
same place where we have heard it and the fall before, though
never till then at night. It only lasted a few minutes, but
there was apparently nothing to account for it, though of course
she took every possible means to discover its cause.

Mrs. B. C---- left to-day. Miss Moore happened to mention at
breakfast that the upper housemaid had told her that the maids
had twice again on the last two nights heard the sound of
monotonous reading, once as late as 2 A.M.

The theoretical hour for Mattins is midnight, which, however, is only
observed in practice in certain very rigid monasteries; in others it
begins at two. But it is easily conceivable that a priest, if wakeful
at that time, would select it in preference to another.

Mrs. B. C---- at once said that she also had heard precisely
that sound each night, and had spoken of it to her maid, and,
like the servants, had concluded that Miss Moore was reading to
me, although it was as late as twelve o'clock. She had also
heard a bang on a door close to her own, but had supposed it was
a late comer, possibly one of the gentlemen from the
smoking-room, and had not been disturbed. She had been sleeping
in No. 1, her maid in No. 2, and none of the gentlemen are on