Chapter 6 - (VERSO)
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he has disobeyed me, in the spirit if not in the letter. Do you not know it, Felix?”
“Yes, grandfather. I have done wrong—I’ve known that I was doing wrong every time I came. Forgive me, grandfather.”
“Felix, I forgive you. But I ask you to promise me, here and now, that you will never again, as long as you live, touch a violin.”
Dusky crimson rushed madly over the boy’s face. He gave a cry as if he had been lashed with a whip. Old Abel sprang to his feet.
“Don’t you ask such a promise of him, Mr. Leonard,” he cried furiously. “It’s a sin, that’s what it
TEXT ANNOTATION
From "Each in His Own Tongue."