"A spiteful presence wanders these rooms at night”, she said sighing, “it does not drag chains but turns on lights, hiding my shoes." Do you have any answer?"
She shook her head. "Here, everything seems to have a life of its own, I am afraid...And you have to go away!"
Alan reclutantly left her alone on the sofa.
On his return, he would be as close to her as possible.
Mary was lucky. Alan was much more than a telepathic blue orb, rather a brother.