For his own soiree, Kane went for somewhat more conventional decorations: on a side table, Apothia candles glimmered like fireflies, guarding a taxidermied owl, while masses of delphiniums, hydrangeas, lilacs and old Dutch roses perfumed the air.

The cabin lamp—taking long swings this way and that— was burning fitfully, and casting fitful shadows upon the old man’s bolted door […]

The virtual community ends up expanding far beyond the broadcast jockey, and envelops all those logged on at the same time.

(Apparently, even having a favorite Mountie is an American trait. When I asked the twentieth commissioner of Mounties, Giuliano Zach Zaccardelli, who was his favorite RCMP commissioner in history, he answered Canadianly, Every one of them has contributed tremendously to the legacy of the RCMP, and I hope that during my tenure I will be able to add some value to the legacy that those nineteen who came before me left for this organization.)