They spent a delightful hour getting acquainted with Mrs. Lane, and were surprised at how well-versed she was on a number of topics. The conversation eventually turned to Sunday’s concert, and she said, “After all the things I’ve heard about your abilities, Tom, I’m rather looking forward to Sunday afternoon, even though I really don’t like crowds very much these days.”
“Well,” Tom said, “give me a couple of days to get acquainted with the organ and I’ll be more than happy to give you a private preview.”
“Would you really?” she said. “That would be most kind.”
“Certainly,” Tom said. “Either Friday or Saturday morning, whichever you prefer.”
“I’ll hold you to that, young man,” she said. “I’m an early riser, so let me know what time you want me in the church Saturday morning and I’ll be there.”
“Why don’t Noah and I escort you across the street Saturday morning after breakfast?” Tom said