When they started coming for us, I was forced to swap my life in bohemian Vienna for that of a parlour maid in a country house. I knew nothing about England, except that I wouldn't like it. But then I saw Tyneford. That great house on the bay, where Kit caused an outrage by dancing with me, where Mr Rivers read the letter on the beach that changed everything. And now the house and that world is gone. All that remains is my story of the sea, of love lost and found, and of a novel hidden inside a viola.