Julie opened the door to what in Tudor times would have been known as the minstrel gallery at Shorehaven. In Martha Marshall’s practical régime it housed the console of an organ. From the shadowy retreat the girl looked out into the great hall with its oak half-timber ceiling, its leaded glass windows set in stone mullions. It was lighted by a myriad electric bulbs in branching candelabra, for the lady of the manor disliked dusky corners. Two balconies extended round three sides from which doors opened into luxurio…
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