'Nothing else happened in that room. At least nothing more important than the ordinary manifestations attendant upon magic. One felt the thrill of a purring cat against one's ankles, one saw its green eyes glare. But these things hardly counted.'
There is a lot more going on here than what can be written in a simple blurb.
We have a witch (whose name might be Angela) and her broomstick Harold. We have a wizard whose name when his mother speaks it is Rrchurd, for everyone else he is Richard. We have Sarah Browne, committee woman, who has a dog named David and a suitcase named Humphrey. And we have a house, The House of Living Alone.
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