“Most of your long-term guests are unde—” “—differently alive,” said Ludmilla sharply. “Yes, of course, so I’m wondering why . . .Mr. Bent would stay here.” “Mr. Lipwick, what are you suggesting?” said Miss Drapes. “You must admit it’s rather unexpected,” said Moist. And, because she was already distraught enough, he didn’t add: I don’t have to suggest anything. It suggests itself. Tall. Dark. Gets in before dawn, leaves after dark. Mr. Fusspot growls at him. Compulsive counter. Obsessive over detail. Gives you a gentle attack of the creeps which makes you feel mildly ashamed. Sleeps on a
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