A Blandings Castle Tribute. In the quiet, dust speckled corner where the afternoon sun lazily painted stripes on the antique carpet, stood a candle holder on the chimney. The ornate concoction of silver and crystal accommodated six arms that curved and twisted like the branches of a frozen tree. Each offshoot ending in a delicate cup that held a wax light, cast a warm, mild brightness on his surroundings. It was one of the few remaining chandeliers once crafted by no lesser person than Thomas...