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Scan 177
The yellow violin, 1902
14 lines. Read by computer on 3 September 2026. Printed page 163. See the scan on archive.org.
1"Oh, how glad you must have been!" Marie said, looking up, smiling.
3"Indeed I was. Although I have a genuine Strad, worth thousands of dollars, I prize that other far beyond it, because it brings back old memories. I suppose you like to remember, when you look back."
5Marie's face assumed seriousness.
7"Yes," she replied, with reluctance, "some things. I never can forget my mother, but"—her lips quivered—"she suffered, and had to work so hard."
9"Poor little woman!" said the professor, and there was so much genuine sorrow conveyed by the tones of his voice, that Marie gave him all her heart at once. Gradually he led her to talk of the past, to paint, in her childish way, pictures of the strange life she had always led—and his face changed from admiration to sadness and from that to surprise, as she graphically unfolded in pathetic language, the panorama of the old years.
11"But perhaps I am staying too late," she said, rising—"I am taking up your time."
13"My time is my own for today," he said, "and I am very glad you came up—for now I know where
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