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Scan 97
The Master's Violin, 1905
12 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.
1when one can dream. Only the beauty is left. Wait, I will play it to you."
3He went downstairs for his violin and Lynn moved closer to Iris. Fräulein Fredrika retreated into the shadow at the farthest corner of the room.
5Presently the Master returned, snapping and tightening the strings. It was not the Cremona, but the other. He sat down by the window and the moonlight touched his face caressingly. He was grey with his fifty years and more, but as he sat there, his massive head thrown back and his hair silvered, he seemed very near to the Gates of Youth.
7In a moment, he was lost to his surroundings. He tapped the bow on the sill, as an orchestra leader taps for attention, straightened himself, smiled, and began.
9It was a rippling, laughing melody, played on muted strings, full of unexpected harmonies, and quaintly phrased. In a moment, they caught the witchery of it, and the meaning. It was Titania and her fairies, suddenly transported half-way around the world.
11Mystery and magic were in the theme. Moonbeams shimmered through it, elves played here and there, and shining waters
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