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Chapter 6 - (VERSO)

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“What’s that you say?” inquired Fel Felix, petting his fiddle.

“Nothing—never mind—go on. Something lively now, young Felix. Stop probing into my soul, where you haven’t no business to be, you infant, and play me something out of your own—something sweet and happy and pure.”

“I’ll play the way I feel on sunshiny mornings, when the birds are singing and I forget I have to be a minister,” said Felix simply.

II

A witching, gurgling, mirthful strain, like mingled bird and brook song, floated out on the still air,


TEXT ANNOTATION

From "Each in His Own Tongue": The Roman numeral "II," separating "chapters" or parts of the story, was reproduced in the original publication in the Delineator magazine in 1910, but in Chronicles of Avonlea it was not. In the latter, a blank line is used to separate the parts of the story.