“It’s not free,” Priya warned.

And there it was. Not a ragged pirate scan, but a clean, licensed, searchable edition. It wasn’t called the Methodist Hymn Book anymore—it was the Singing the Faith digital edition, but it contained the core of the old hymns, plus the harmonies he needed. It cost £14.99.

“I need to download the Methodist Hymn Book for my PC,” he said, the words feeling like a betrayal to his own soul. “The doctor says I’m confined here for a week. But the choir… they’ll be practicing ‘And Can It Be’ tonight. I need to see the alto line.”

Arthur scoffed. “I’ve paid for that book four times over the years. Buy it.”