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"...I started in the parlor. I quietly moved along the wall and tapped the brown paneling with the edge of the flashlight. I was sure I heard a hollow spot near the upright piano, but Nana suddenly shifted her arm. I jumped to attention and tried to look innocent. I look at her for a long moment. was she just pretending to be asleep? Did she move because I had gotten to close to the entrance? I waited until the weasing started to grow, and then turned back to the wall. I checked every indent, but there was no door here. There had to be a way in, and I know just where I would hide such a lever. Inside the piano...