This morning, beneath a candlestick that hasn't moved in a hundred years, there was a ring of dried wax a hand's width off from where it always sits. Nobody, they all say, moved it.

• MartaA manor where the candlesticks go wandering in the night, that's not frightening, it's funny.
  OsmonIt is rather funny, you're right. I didn't laugh, though. I just polished it.
• ViolenThat house never used to move a single thing. I preferred it that way.
  OsmonYes, that's how it was, great-aunt.