Sheppard was unwillingly compelled to listen. The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. Melusine, intent upon preventing Gosse from securing the fallen weapon, paid no attention. The popcorn dwindled to a half a bucket, his heart settled into its normal routine. Nothing seemed to be amiss.
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