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Scan 180
The Master's Violin, 1905
20 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.
1of the soul, when Grief, clad in grey garments, enters silently and prepares to remain, there is no weeping. One hides it, as the Spartan covered the bleeding wound in his breast.
3"Dear," said Margaret, "my heart aches for you."
5"She was all I had," whispered Iris.
7"But not all you have. Lynn and I, and Doctor Brinkerhoff—surely we are something."
9"Did you ever care?" asked Iris, her despairing eyes fixed upon Margaret.
11The older woman shrank from the question. She was tempted to dissemble, but one tells the truth in the presence of Death.
13"Not as you care," she answered. "My mother broke my heart. She took me away from the man I loved, and forced me to marry another, whom I only respected. When my husband died, I had my freedom, but it came too late. When my mother died—she died unforgiven."
15"Then you don't understand."
17"Yes, dear, I understand. You must remember that I loved her too."
19"Suppose it had been Lynn?"
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