The next door opened into an attic where there was a water tank as big as the plunge and there was an aeolian harp attached to the next door that he opened and as asthmatic and airy as the music was it made his flesh rough when it began to ring as it would have been roughened by the hissing of an adder.
John Cheever, The Wapshot Chronicle, Bantam Books, New York, 19??, p. 276.
PLACE: New England, U.S.A.
TIME: mid 20th century
ClRCUMSTANCE: Day-to-day life in rural American town.