Victor stared for a moment. And stared a bit more. When he had read that passage, he read it in the nasal whine of his professor, and found it just as irritable as the man. He pictured Lord Byron, a man of wealth and means, as another foolish person who would recommend dropping it all for a vacation none but the wealthy could afford.

But this woman, this Nora, in not even two minute, made Byron sound vibrant.

"...you make it sound a good deal better than Professor Smythe managed to."