Chapter FourRiding back to Coombe Court, Odela thought that she had spent the happiest few days she could ever remember.
It was so wonderful to be with Nanny again and to be able to read new and unusual books, but most of all to be able to ride Dragonfly.
Never had she imagined that any library could be as marvellous as the one she had found at Coombe Court. What made it even better was that the Curator had gone away on holiday.
There was therefore no one to interfere as she browsed among the bookshelves.
There had been a library at the Convent School in Florence and her father had a library at home, but the one at Coombe Court was different.
To begin with it had been built and filled with books at the same time as the house by the first Marquis of Trancombe.
A portrait of him hung o
