Extended Epilogue

Six Months Later

“I can’t wait to play on my old pianoforte,” Kitty announced, leaning forward in her seat, eager to get the first glimpse of Langdon House from the carriage. “To think I couldn’t even manage my scales when we left.”

Anna chuckled fondly. “Yes, you’ve certainly come on in leaps and bounds with your music. We shall have to have musicales soon, with you playing for everybody.”

“Oh no, I couldn’t do that,” Kitty said, but she flushed with pleasure all the same.

Kitty had taken up the entirety of one seat with her new hobbies. She had decided that, as a nearly-grown woman of over eight years old, she should start improving her mind by reading.

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