It is no small matter, after all, to create something--to make it so only by setting down the words. We forget the magnitude, sometimes, of that miracle. In the dead of night, shots ring out over the grounds of a sprawling English estate. The world-weary butler Eustace recognizes the gunman--his longtime employer, Mr. Crowe--and knows he must think and act quickly. Who is the man lying dead on the lawn? Who is the woman in his company?...