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Scan 165
The Master's Violin, 1905
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1change your instrument, and study the banjo, or perhaps the concertina."
3Lynn understood no more than if Herr Kaufmann had spoken in a foreign tongue. "I may have to stop for a little while," he said, "for my aunt is ill, and I can't practise."
5"Practise here," returned the Master, indifferently. "Fredrika will not care. Or go to the office of mine friend, the Herr Doctor. He will not mind. A fine gentleman, but he has no ear, no taste. Until you acquire the concertina, you may keep on with the violin."
7"My mother," began Lynn. "She wants me to be an artist."
9"An artist!" repeated the Master, with a bitter laugh. "Your mother—" here he paused and looked keenly into Lynn's eyes. Something was stirred; some far-off memory. "She believes in you, is it not so?"
11"Yes, she does—she has always believed in me."
13"Well," said the Master, with an indefinable shrug, "we must not disappoint her. You work on like one faithful parrot, and I continue with your instruction. It is good that mothers are so easy to please."
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