‘Good,’ he said again, unaware of any double meanings in his wife’s report. Alan appeared downstairs a few minutes later. Mrs. Van Devanter and ...the girls were upstairs getting ready for dinner and Alan and Mr. Van Devanter were passing the time at the backgammon set. Alan was experimenting with his powers by manipulating the dice, giving himself bad or mediocre rolls at the start of games, and then gradually improving them. He found that he could double Mr. Van Devanter midway through the game. . and I didn't know how I came to be dressed the way Iwas.My body had been shaved of every trace of a hair, and I caught the scentof a subtle feminine perfume. It was coming from me! Renfield came over,carrying a large mirror. He put it in front of me. I couldn't believewhat I saw. There I was in a lovely, light blue chiffon off-the-shouldersdress. My blonde hair was fashionably and expertly coifed atop my head. Ilooked at the Count in confusion. His face was stern, his eyes hypnotic.I was. She pushed open the door."Kenny?" she said. The kitchen light was on, and there was Kenny's letter jacket hanging from one of the chairs. But the youngster was nowhere around. She noticed that another light was on in the foyer. Her whole body tingled as she followed it."Kenny?" she called again. Upstairs, another light in the bedroom. Not the bright overhead light, but a small, bedside lamp. She tiptoed inside."Kenny?" she whispered."Don't move," he said. His words seemed fuzzy, and she. Suddenly, out in center field, three bursts of sparks and smoke shot upwards, one after the other - CHUFF! - CHUFF! - CHUFF!Unmistakably, aerial fireworks being launched.There were a few seconds of hushed, expectant, startled silence as the crowd stared upward, their eyes tracking three tiny, dwindling sparks soaring up and up and up into the darkness.Suddenly three fiery chrysanthemums blossomed high overhead, fireballs, glittering, glowing, swiftly expanding and fading spheres of scarlet and.