Chapter ThreeIt was a good thing that Harry had the forethought to tell one of the servants to remind Anthea to go down to the stage when the dessert was being put on the table.
She was so far away in her dreams, finding the music she could make on this piano so different from anything that had been possible for her before, that she had forgotten everything but the enchanting new horizons opening in front of her.
She started when she realised that a footman in the Marquis’s livery was standing beside her and, as she looked up at him, he whispered,
“We are serving dessert now, miss.”
It seemed incredible that she had actually forgotten what was happening down below at the Marquis’s party.
Now, as she took her fingers from the keys and could hear the laughter and raised voices, she smil
