She laughed softly, shaking her head, "You'd be surprised the sorts of trouble a matron aunt and her young charge could get into at antiquarian book fairs." She shrugged, "Or maybe you wouldn't. I was always fond of the Greek isles, the Romanian mountains. And aunt Elinor always liked fantastic stories, even after we'd lived one. It was her way of adventuring without leaving home. It was only after the first grand adventure that we learned it was just as much fun finding the books as it was reading them."