"... Quite so, but Henry, books are like people, and they show an impression of the kind of person they are. You tell me this is your family's history - and I can see instead of the sort of loving disrepair of fondness and many hands touching this volume -- that it has been carefully preserved. Except for the binding, which I am sure falls open to your favorite spots."

He does prove Henry right as he turns over the first page, and frowns, "Who is ... Snow White?"