It was Bunch. His trademark was on every word. I could recognizehis brimstone vocabulary with my eyes shut.

But what dire fate had befallen him? Surely, not even an amateurcracksman would give himself and the whole snap away unless theprovocation was great.

Lights began to appear all over the house. Aunt Martha in a weirdmakeup came out of her chamber screaming, "What is it? What is it?"followed by Uncle Peter and his trusty bow and arrow.