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The yellow violin, 1902
10 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. Printed page 141. See the scan on archive.org.
1go at once, now that I am better, and see how it fares with her. Dear little girl, I know she is a genius. Her manner betokened it, and then," his face worked, "her father played." How little he knew as he soliloquized, that the girl was under the same roof with himself, and that though circumstances favored her by her being placed in the care of one of the best of women, still her situation was more or less menial.
3Gradually, as he sat there his face grew sorrowful. Some brooding thought seemed to have taken possession of him. His eyes were very wistful, till, rising, he went towards the instruments covered with a large oil cloth that shone like black satin. Selecting the one he had purchased but recently, he moved wearily back to his chair and sank down like one exhausted.
5"No going out for a walk for me today," he muttered. "Jock knew my strength better than I do myself."
7Presently he took the violin from its leathern bag and held it lovingly against his cheek.
9"It brings back to me the old happy days," he murmured. "Ah, if only I were now as I was then. But the years and the evil have been too much for
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