Title: The House of Whispers
Description: From the book:Why, what's the matter, child? Tell me.      "Nothing, dad - really nothing."      "But you are breathing hard; your hand trembles; your pulse beats quickly. There's something amiss - I'm sure there is. Now, what is it? Come, no secrets."      The girl, quickly snatching away her hand, answered with a forced laugh, "How absurd you really are, dear old dad! You're always fancying something or other."      "Because my senses of hearing and feeling are sharper and more developed than those of other folk perhaps," replied the grey-bearded old gentleman, as he turned his sharp-cut, grey, but expressionless countenance to the tall, sweet-faced girl standing beside his chair.      No second glance was needed to realise the pitiful truth. The man seated there in his fine library, with the summer sunset slanting across the red carpet from the open French windows, was blind.      Since his daughter Gabrielle had been a pretty, prattling child of nine, nursing her dolly, he had never looked upon her fair face. But he was ever as devoted to her as she to him.
Subjects: Classic Literature, Fiction, Mystery and detective stories, Children's fiction, Recreational Reading