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"There!" says Vee, givin' me a grateful look that tingles clear down to my toes. "I just knew you could help. But how can " "Watch!" says I. I finds him packin' his precious violin and preparin' to beat it. "See here, Hiscock," says I. "Maybe you think you're the only one whose feelin's have been hurt this evenin'." He stares at me grouchy.
For the spirit of God lies all about the spirit of man like a mighty sea, ready to rush in at the smallest chink in the walls that shut him out from his own walls which even the tone of a violin afloat on the wind of that spirit is sometimes enough to rend from battlement to base, as the blast of the rams' horns rent the walls of Jericho.
"All right, Ken," said Patty; "but sit down here just a minute; I want to watch the others." What Patty really wanted was to see Mr. Cameron dance; and in a few moments he went past them with Elise. "That man's all round clever," commented Kenneth. "He dances just as he plays the violin, exquisitely. Why, Patty, he's a poem in patent leathers!"
His mirth seemed to jar on the Boy, who got up and began to pace about the room, frowning and dissatisfied. "You look pale," the Tenor said. "Have you been ill since; I saw you?" "No yes," the Boy answered. "I had a bad cold. I was very sorry for myself." The Tenor took up his violin, and examined it. "Where did you study?" he asked. "Everywhere," was the ungraciously vague reply.
He had taken off his hat, and his dark, handsome, excited face was distinctly visible under the untidy, slightly curly mass of peculiarly silky, silver-grey hair. Brigit drew a deep breath. Victor Joyselle! She had often heard him play. Those were the hands, in the brown dogskin gloves, that worked such witchery with his violin. That was the violin in the shabby box beside him.
Pierces, where we sat awhile, and then up to their dining-room. And so, having a violin and theorbo, did fall to dance, here being also Mrs. Floyd come hither, and by and by Mr. Harris.
All the nine rolled their eyes exceedingly, and had very red lips. At the extremities of the curve they formed, seated in their chairs, were the performers on the tambourine and bones. The Momuses on either side of him had each another instrument peculiar to the Father of Waters, which may be likened to a stringed weather-glass held upside down. There were likewise a little flute and a violin.
M. de Bonneval happened to mention the dance called forlana, and Ismail expressing a great wish to know it, I told him that I could give him that pleasure if I had a Venetian woman to dance with and a fiddler who knew the time. I took a violin, and played the forlana, but, even if the partner had been found, I could not play and dance at the same time.
God meant us for musical instruments, and gave to each soul its capacity for some original harmony. Can a flute keep its tone for three score years it you use it for a clothes stick on wash day, or a violin retain intact the angel voice within it if you let rats breed and nest in it, fling it against the side of the house and dance on it with hob-nailed boots?
It gripped the hearers' senses and heartstrings. The beauty and dreaminess of the Ave Maria flooded the air with loveliness. Brice listened, enthralled. Down Claire's cheek rolled a teardrop, of whose existence she was not even aware. The last notes of the melody throbbed away. Brice drew a long breath. Then, at once the violin spoke again.
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