Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 13, 11/13 by Estelle Roberts
“Within one or two days of their passing.”My visitor nodded. “There was such a knocking,” he agreed. “I live in a flat,” he explained, “and just before the newspaper published the account of their death there was a continuous hammering on my door. I went to see who was there, but there was no one to be seen. Do they say where they were going in the aircraft?” “To engage in new work; to take up a new appointment overseas. Now there is a message for Lord Dowding. It is…
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