Kat, maybe that's why she was there. The Victorians, for the most part, were far naughtier than most of us suppose, and it may have been a very long time since she'd had the pleasure of viewing a fine figure of a man. :-O

Becca, ghosty things jumpin' on the bed, regardless of their maturity, would still un-nerve me greatly, I suspect. But there are thousands of stories of people reacting as you and katlaughing describe, as if the actual presence of some ghosts carries a calming influence.

I've sometimes thought, since there are so many ghost stories, that besides our own ever-wonky neurology, that there might be non-spiritous explanations for some of them. The many ghosts that seem to be re-enactors, for instance, repeating endlessly scenes that occurred in the past, and are reportedly unaware of modern spectators - perhaps they are 'recorded' somehow by the peculiarities of the local environment. Certianly some such ghosts seem to vanish forever if the building they 'inhabit' is destroyed.

Ghosts that interact with the living to the extent of calling them by name and having conversations, however, are pretty well inexplicable in my current philosophy.