In the warm late September sun,
Caydance was immersed in the view to the Berkeley hills, where she had walked as an undergrad at Cal. The University of California at Berkeley.
Sido wound up the music box, which Caydance had brought with her. The music box song began to play.
Moving across the hills, the song seemed to have a life of its own, as if its release was a part of the mystery, an explanation of why it was that container in which an ancient manuscript was released to an unknown fate.
“Since buyers at the Valentines exhibition were an art audience, there was I suppose a certain amount of control on who would purchase it,” Sido observed. “No one directed me to that object, but I now remember that someone had wound up the music box, and it was that sound that led me to the place in the exhibition where I saw it.
"I wound it up myself, and then I bought it."