I visit homes for sale in the neighborhood sometimes just to see how a familiar landmark looks from the inside, sometimes to get a sense of the regional architectural history, and sometimes I am rewarded with archaic details that make my heart sing. And with the realtor’s approval, I can hit the button and give it a listen. This one was a beauty. Large as this is, the sound it produced was not remotely confrontational. The attack was soft, and it trailed off for an admirable length of time.