The Veiled Bride, currently on display in No. 9, ticks a couple of boxes with me. It is a beautiful sculpture of a young woman on her wedding day, about to meet the man she is to marry and who will gently raise the veil at the altar. However, for someone like me who enjoys tales of the gothic and Victorian sensation novels by authors such as Wilkie Collins, The Veiled Bride also exudes an air of mystery.

A covered face and eyes downcast, averted from the viewer; is there more to her story, with the veil not symbolising modesty but secrets about to be uncovered, or does the veil obscure her eyes from seeing unexpected danger? Will the man in her life be a cad, or does her beauty hide a villainous heart?