He walked towards the piano.
“As Miss Wade has said, that was very good, Georgina,” he said, “and now we have to decide what we shall do about you in the future.”
“What do you – mean?”
“If you are going to be a musician,” he replied, “you will have to have the very best teachers and it may be possible to find somebody here in the country who could teach you for a year or so. But I think ultimately it will mean that you will have to be in London at least during the week to study with somebody from the Royal Academy of Music.”
“That sounds very exciting, Uncle Ulric!” Georgina enthused. “But will I also be able to ride in London?”
“I thought that question would arise sooner or later,” the Marquis smiled, “and the answer is of course ‘yes’. It will mean riding in Hyde Park as I do every
