"You glance through one of the empty mirror-frames. For a moment, you are in a genteel parlour. A grandfather clock ticks slowly. Delicate sandwiches are served with tea. A devil crooks his little finger as he raises his china cup."@en . . "The Mirror-Marches"@en . . "[Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__"@en . . "110"^^ . "A glimpse of a devil's tea-time"@en . "[Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__"@en .