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Now: I bid you, Joseph, a good evening.

Now: You have heard of ghost hunters. I can quite literally be called a ghost writer, though I do not approve of the term “ghost.” It is true that I am usually not seen in physical terms. I do not like the word “spirit,” either; and yet if your definition of that word implies the idea of a personality without a physical body, then I would have to agree that the description fits me.

I address an unseen audience. However, I know that my readers exist, and therefore I shall ask each of them, now, to grant me the same privilege.

As I begin this book it is late January, in your time, 1970. Ruburt is a slim, dark-haired, quick woman now, who sits in a rocker and speaks these words for me.

These statements may seem highly dubious to you now, but when we are finished I hope that you will see that they are plain statements of fact.

Physical reality has always been refreshing to me, and through Ruburt’s cooperation and as I write this book, I see that I was correct in appreciating its unique charms. There is one other character to be mentioned here: Willy, the cat, a beloved monster who is now sleeping.

(Jane wondered now about reading the book as Seth produced it. It might be impressive to say that she didn’t see the script until it was finished. We decided that it didn’t matter whether she did or not, though, so she will read this material when I finish typing it up.)