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Scan 95
The Master's Violin, 1905
14 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.
1for an instant, and Lynn knew he was thinking of the Cremona. "Mine violins," he concluded, "mine little shop where I make them, and best of all, mine dreams."
3Iris came back and Fräulein Fredrika followed her. "If you will give me all the little shells," she was saying, "I will stick them together with glue and make mineself one little house to sit on the parlour table. It will be most kind." Her voice was caressing and her face fairly shone with joy.
5"I will light the lamp," she went on. "It is dark here now." Suiting the action to the word, she pulled down the lamp that hung by heavy chains in the centre of the room, and the gilded potato-masher swung back and forth violently.
7"No, no, Fredrika," said the Master. "It is not a necessity to light the lamp."
9"Herr Irving," she began, "would you not like the lamp to see by?"
11"Not at all," answered Lynn. "I like the twilight best."
13"Come, Fräulein," said Iris, "sit over here by me. Did I tell you how you could make a little clothes-brush out of braided rope and a bit of blue ribbon?"
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