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Chapter 5 - (VERSO)

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hands thisaway, ‘and I’m sure that when I’m sixty they’ll matter just five times as much to me.’ Well, the way she looked and the way she spoke made me feel as if downright ashamed of myself because things had stopped mattering with me. But never mind all that. My miserable old feelings don’t count for much. What come of your father’s fiddle?”

“Grandfather took it away when I came here. I think he burned it. And I long for it so often.”

“Well, you’ve always got my old brown fiddle to come to when you must[.]”

“Yes, I know. And I’m glad for that. But I’m hungry for a violin all the time. And I only come here


TEXT ANNOTATION

From "Each in His Own Tongue."