s.

    "Itsasurpriseforher,"Isaid."IwanttotraceTess’sfamilytree,andthemissinglinkishergrandfather,GustavUngerland.IfIcouldjustfindhisbirthdayoranyinformationabouthim,Iwillmakeupafamilyhistoryforher."

    "Thatsoundslikeawonderfulthingtodo.ebaorrow.Illdigthroughthearchives,andyouplaythemusie."

    "Butyouttellmywife."

    Hewinked,andwewereco-spirators.

    OverdioldTessaboutthemusicalhalfofFatherHlinkasoffer,andsheyformetohavethecetogobacktotheanloft.OnMondayafternoobelowinthemiddlepew,listeningforthefirsthourorso,buttheoffonherown.Aftersheleft,FatherHlinkawhispered,"Ihavesomethingforyou."Hecrookedhisfinger,beiofollowhimintoasmallalcoveofftheloft.IsuspectedthathehadfoundsomerecordoftheUngerlands,andmyanticipationgrewwhenthepriestliftedawoodeothetopofaricketydesk.Heblewdustoffthelidand,grinninglikeanelf,opehebox.

    InsteadofthechurentsIhadexpected,Isawmusic.Scoreaftersusicforthean,andnotjustns,butsymphonicmasterworksthatgavelifeandpreseheinstrument—araftofHandel,MahlersResurre,LisztsBattleoftheHuns,theFantasieSymphoniquebyFrancois-JosephFétis,andapairan-onlysolosbyGuilmant.TherewerepiecesbyGigout,Langlais,es,andPoulencertan,Strings,andTimpani.RecordalbumsofAaronCoplandsFirstSymphony,BarbersToccataFestiva,Rheinberger,FrandabakersdozenofBach.Iwasstunnedandinspired.Tosimplylistentoitall—nottomentimyhandatthegrandkeyboard—wouldtakemonthsorevenyears,andwehadbutafewhours.Iwaostuffmypocketswithloot,fillmyheadwithso