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delightful story—for the accuracy of which its lady correspondent vouches—of the living pre- sence of Queen Katherine at Hampton Court. It is an exact parallel to the story of Marie Antoinette at Versailles. ‘The correspondent wished to visit the chapel at Hampton Court, but was refused access by the officials—
“On leaving the palace, instead of going straight out, I turned to the right, where there is a dark, damp, semi-cloister passage, in the centre of which there is a door of entrance into the chapel. I paused before it a moment, thinking, ‘how ridiculous it seems not to be allowed to go in here like everywhere else!’ and then passed on to the end of the passage, where on the left-hand side a square covered place opens out. There, in the left-hand corner, I saw a figure standing, which I men- tally identified as Queen Katherine Howard ; she was dressed in a long heavy black velvet dress, with a sort of white coif on her head and falling over her shoulders. Her features were blurred and misty, but she made me a most graceful and courteous bow, and seemed to say to me, ‘ You want to see the inside of the chapel? So you shall, and I will tell you how to do so;’ then, pointing down another passage, she added, ‘Go to the end there and
delightful story—for the accuracy of which its lady correspondent vouches—of the living pre- sence of Queen Katherine at Hampton Court. It is an exact parallel to the story of Marie Antoinette at Versailles. ‘The correspondent wished to visit the chapel at Hampton Court, but was refused access by the officials—
“On leaving the palace, instead of going straight out, I turned to the right, where there is a dark, damp, semi-cloister passage, in the centre of which there is a door of entrance into the chapel. I paused before it a moment, thinking, ‘how ridiculous it seems not to be allowed to go in here like everywhere else!’ and then passed on to the end of the passage, where on the left-hand side a square covered place opens out. There, in the left-hand corner, I saw a figure standing, which I men- tally identified as Queen Katherine Howard ; she was dressed in a long heavy black velvet dress, with a sort of white coif on her head and falling over her shoulders. Her features were blurred and misty, but she made me a most graceful and courteous bow, and seemed to say to me, ‘ You want to see the inside of the chapel? So you shall, and I will tell you how to do so;’ then, pointing down another passage, she added, ‘Go to the end there and
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