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It was well past midnight, and Geoffrey's head was spinning with how in the hell he was going to get Banquo's ghost to appear suddenly onstage without resorting to a trap door or a fucking trapeze, when he marched out into the darkened front office and saw a witch-light hovering above the desk, illuminating a pale face.