“Did you get to the British Library?” “I beelined only through the Ritblat Gallery to glimpse the Jane Eyre and it was lovely.” “But you also caught the Magna Carta.” Helen chortled at Lucy’s head shake. “The Gutenberg Bible? Shakespeare’s first folio? Handel’s original Messiah, in his own hand?” “When you ask that way, you make it sound like those are more important,” Lucy droned. “Goodness, never.” Helen laughed.
