Only a Rogue Knows by Rebecca Lovell

Author:Rebecca Lovell [Lovell, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Frozen Flame Press
Published: 2018-06-11T16:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

“Composition all comes from the mathematics,” the young man who had introduced himself as Maurice DuVerne said. He was French but his accent wasn’t overwhelming and his English was excellent, which meant Cordelia wasn’t distracted by trying to figure out what he was saying. “I’m certain they educated you in the mathematics in school.”

“Oh yes,” Cordelia said. “I was actually quite good at arithmetic.”

“That will help you a great deal.” He drew an oval on one of the blank bars on the sheets he’d brought with him. “You already know the whole note, yes? Also the quarter and eighth notes?” Cordelia nodded and he smiled. “Good, very good. I shall teach you the other notes such as the sixteenth and thirty-second and how to translate the music in your mind onto the paper.”

“This is very interesting,” Cordelia said. “I will admit to having melodies in my head that I’ve made up sometimes but you say that you can teach me how to write them down? How?”

“You shall sing them for me and I shall show you how to write them,” Maurice said grandly. “Soon you will not even need my help. Will you play a bit for me? I would like to hear the level of music you are on at the moment.”

“Of course,” Cordelia said, standing up from the table they had been sitting at in the conservatory. “I don’t wish to be rude, sir, but how much will your services cost? I’d like to know so my husband can write you a cheque.”

“Do not concern yourself with that,” Maurice said as she led him to the piano. “Monsieur Pembroke has already assured me that he will be paying for everything you need.”

“He what?” Cordelia’s eyes widened. “He most certainly will not! We shall pay you properly ourselves. My goodness.” She turned away from Maurice, not knowing how long she could keep herself from grinning. Victor wanted to pay for her composition lessons. She couldn’t believe he would even make such an offer.

“It is too late, madame. He has already paid me in advance.” Cordelia stared at him with her mouth open and Maurice shrugged. “He said he enjoys the music you play a great deal and wanted to make sure you learned as much as possible.” He smiled. “You have what we call en Français a patron.”

“I never asked him to do that,” Cordelia said, putting her fingers on the keys. Inside she was jumping for joy. In addition to everything else he was doing for her, Victor had paid for her lessons and it made her ecstatic. She wished she could go down to his office at that moment and hug him. “Do you have a preference what I play?”

“Whatever you wish, madame.”

Without so much as a glance at the sheet music, Cordelia played one of her favorite pieces for Maurice, a quick and upbeat piece that made him nod his head as he listened. She saw the music in her head as she played, and the familiar feeling of freedom came over her.

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