D'Artagnan, with very helpful door assist from Ilya, got the sewing machine to Dolemeck and Brody's room. He put it in a clear space he thought looked appropriate for the bulky contraption. It had been easy enough without increasing his density to add strength.

He brushed his hands together at a job well done. "Well done, sirrah." He paused to glance at the 'ghost.' "Now, I will exit to seek a priest. I shall see you anon."