As she finished the Bach, she heard a tiny spray of notes, like an echo from a harpsichord, and thought of Miss Margrave. Was she really pleased to have two women who shared her interests in the house she had loved? She told herself that she did not for one moment believe Rainbow's story, but it was pleasant to imagine the soft echo of Alison Margrave's harpsichord in the room she had loved.
Monday, March 7, 2016
The Inheritor - Pg 128
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