[Sidenote: Elvin wasn't sure how it had started--maybe it was the Schermerhorn twins--or the mysterious "meteorite"--or else the world had gone crazy....] He tried to convince himself he had no right to gripe. It was a pleasant place to live; he had privacy and a bath of his own. And the Schermerhorns were reasonably broadminded people. They never objected to his smoking or an occasional glass of beer. Last year at the Neuhavens'--Gary Elvin cringed inwardly at the recollection.…
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