"Are we sure it isn't just a creepy building that nobody lives in anymore and no longer has furniture in it? Not that it doesn't seem like the kind of place that would be haunted but what do we actually know."

Magnificence does not manage to find anything. He DOES manage to create an awful racket.

The maid comes out of the ballroom. "What are you doing here?"

"Magnificence, quiet down, we're in a fancy people place."

"...you are in Mr. Winston's mansion!" the maid says. "Thieves! Hooligans!"

"Mrs. Winston-Rogers hired us to investigate what happened to her father and signed off on us being here."

"Frank gave us the keys. And I have a letter from Mrs. Winston-Rogers, if you'd like to see it."

The maid takes the letter and is mollified. "You're investigating what happened to Mr. Winston?"

"Yes."

"Good. He was a troubled soul."

"How long did you know him?"

"I've only been working here two years," the maid says. "There's a lot of turnover at the Winston's."

"Any idea why?"

"Well," the maid says, "I don't like to speak ill of my employer, you understand..."

"Of course not. But I think Mrs. Winston-Rogers would rather we had all the necessary pieces to determine what happened to him, if you know anything that might be of interest to our investigation."

 "He was... eccentric. He was scared of closed-up spaces," the maid says. "He wouldn't ever leave the house, not even as far as the yard. And-- he would fly into rages, I think that's the thing that made people quit most."

"Understandable. Anything in particular seem to set him off?"

"Nothing," the maid says. "He would just... demand that you clean things. Over and over. He would get into these screaming fits about how the filth penetrating the mansion needed to be cleaned. It pays well. But before he passed I was about ready to quit myself."

She returns to her sweeping.

"Hmm. The place is spotless. I can't find anything even a little askew, much less... indicative of occult happenings."

"It does seem that way. I wonder if the spirits were placated by his death."

"Or it's just an old building that used to have people living in it and now doesn't, and all the ghosts are metaphorical."

"I mean, maybe."

"It would explain why Mrs. Winston-Rogers stopped seeing anything after he passed."

Anemone returns to talk to the maid. "One more thing. While you were working here, did you ever see anything else that struck you as strange? Besides Mr. Winston's behavior."

The maid hesitates. "Well, there is one thing-- but you're going to think I'm crazy."