Wednesday morning dawned over the Berkshire hills in a dazzling blaze of winter sunlight that turned the snow-covered grounds of Hawthorne Manor into a sea of glittering diamond dust. Six inches of fresh powder blanketed the formal Italianate parterres and the ancient stone balustrades, while the frozen surface of the reflecting pool resembled polished gray slate. Inside the magnificent Victorian glass conservatory on the estate's southern flank, the air was…
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