It was in my palmy days as a younger man that I saw villages in the West Indies ground to a halt by the whisper of one word: zombi.

Angelique’s sense of humor was one of her many perversities, but it has now reached an historic low; she has revived Quentin… as one of the zombi-creatures of which I wrote.  Using what knowledge I recalled, I have captured and buried the brute.  I should have made it a double-plot. Angelique shall aptly fill its twin.

Currently, I must to Collins Hall to enlist Magda to undo whatever spell is causing Miss Drummond’s desire to flee Collinwood. Of course, given current circumstances, perhaps it would take more of a spell to induce a rational woman to remain, not depart.



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