Bettie's strong presence is felt most intensely on the central stairway, and in the hallway on the second floor landing.
Her full, stunning apparition was seen by a guide on the second floor landing. She was wearing a beautiful turquoise evening gown, and holding one of her fans, described as an ornate, Victorian one.
She also likes to hang out in The Gold Room, and surrounding area, where her fans and favorite possessions are on display, easily within her reach.
The furniture moves by itself, and the clocks stop working for no mechanical reason.
Her presence has been felt, seen and heard in the Gold Room. A substitute night caretaker, Mr. T., one stormy night was awakened by the wild barking of the regular caretaker's dog. Thinking that someone was breaking into the Villa, he left the caretaker's home and entered the Villa. He heard a man and a woman arguing in The Golden Room.
When he entered the area, he saw in the moon-lit room, a beautiful woman, sitting on the piano stool, who was dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief, as she faced toward a handsome gentleman, who looked cross and was standing up, looking down at her. The man had dark curly hair and a beard. Both were dressed in costumes from the 1800s.
Mr. T got the feeling that they belonged there and he was an intruder. He hid behind a Chinese screen. Suddenly, he could hear their heated conversation clearly, like it was coming from a radio. The man told her: "It is foolish for any man to talk to you about marriage. You couldn't really love anyone, for you are too absorbed in your own pleasures, your collections of meaningless objects, and most of all, your looks."
She answered him: "Harrison, do you really believe this? I won't listen to such hateful words." She turned around and started to play the piano. MR. T then heard a creaking sound on the boards behind him in the hall, like someone was walking away. When he looked back the man was gone, and the lady was crying, laying her head on her arms on the piano. She pulls herself together, walks over to her fan collection, which was real near to where Mr. T was hiding, and picks up a fan. Then, going over to a wall mirror, she said in low melodic tones, while starring into it, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of all." She drops the fan, and slowly dissolves into thin air.
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