" Lydia stopped dancing - struck, paralyzed by a sensation of no longer being here, this night, now. A feeling that she was instead living inside a memory, of a precious place and time, one lost and greatly mourned. As strange as this was, Lydia knew what was happening to her. It could be nothing else: Already she was homesick for Arundel, and could hardly bear it. "

― Jeanne Birdsall , The Penderwicks at Last (The Penderwicks, #5)