"Eleanor trudged up the broad marble staircase of the Newton Public Library. The weather was dreary, and so was her mood. She had no idea what she was going to do with her massive inheritance. Not only was the building itself falling into disrepair, but also the catalog was outdated, and only a sparse following of patrons remained loyal to the old system of borrowing physical books. Society had progressed by leaps and bounds in the years since Eleanor's...