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Scan 50
The Master's Violin, 1905
10 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.
1"is mine to do with as I please, and no one will ever know. If anyone asks, I can fix it someway. It is part of myself that I give you, so that in all the years, you will not forget me. When you touch it, it will be as though you took my hand in yours. When it sings to you, it will be my voice saying: 'I love you!' And in it you will find all the sweetness of this one short year. All the pain will be blotted out and only the joy will be left—the joy that we can never know!"
3Her voice broke in a sob, then the picture faded in a mist of blinding tears. Dull thunders boomed afar, and he felt her lips crushed for an instant against his own. When clear sight came back, the storm was raging, and he was alone.
5Irving waited impatiently, for he was restless and longed to get away, but he dared not speak. At last the old man turned away from the window, his face haggard and grey.
7"You will take me?" asked Lynn, with a note of pleading in his question.
9"Yes," sighed the Master, "I take you. Tuesdays and Fridays at ten. Bring your violin and what music you have. We
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