The water did not forgive. It was said in London that the Thames took everything and kept it—boots and spurs, carriages and horses, the bones of the unbaptized and the secrets of the baptized alike. But in November of 1888, it took something more.
Miss Catherine Moore had never believed in ghosts before she arrived at St. Agnes Academy for Young Ladies on the edge of Richmond. She was a practical creature, all calloused hands and mathematical thinking, trained since age six to read the river like a scholar reads Latin. The rowing coach at her previous school in Cambridge had said she possessed the kind of instinct that could not be...
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