The mansion library was magnificent, tall towering bookcases, fluffy armchairs and couches. Ethan breathed in the smell of the antique books and gazed along the rows, spines all shapes and colors.<hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>He felt at home among the playwrights and authors, long since dead leaving only their work of arts behind. He grabbed 'Great Expectations' and sat in an armchair, opening the crispy pages and reading.