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Updated: June 17, 2025
The corporal was a man of few words, for he merely nodded when the boy who had not opened his lips on the way, indeed, he was too busy wondering who these young swells were, and what they had run away for, to say a word gave the bandmaster's message to the effect that the new-comers knew some of the calls and were to be under his tuition for the present, pointed to them where to stand, and in another minute Tom and Peter were hard at work adding to the deafening din.
The lad's face was a few shades deeper pink than his tights, and nervous excitement seemed to suddenly take possession of him. "I wish you hadn't done that," he laughed. "I'll bet I fall off now, for that." "Tweetle! Tweetle!" sang the whistle. Crash! At a wave of the bandmaster's baton, the band suddenly launched into a smashing air.
"I might have believed you if you had kept yourself free from entanglements; but this woman if she had been a good girl it would have been bad enough; but being " "She is a good girl." "So you think. A Corfu bandmaster's daughter! What has her life been? Her surname even is not her true one." "She is Captain Vye's granddaughter, and her father merely took her mother's name.
"I might have believed you if you had kept yourself free from entanglements; but this woman if she had been a good girl it would have been bad enough; but being " "She is a good girl." "So you think. A Corfu bandmaster's daughter! What has her life been? Her surname even is not her true one." "She is Captain Vye's granddaughter, and her father merely took her mother's name.
The medical officer passed her, stepping quickly to the bedside, stopped short, hesitated, and bending, opened the clotted shirt, placing a steady hand over the heart. The next moment he straightened up, pulled the sheet over the bandmaster's face, and turned on his heel, nodding curtly to the girl as he passed out.
When he had gone, she walked slowly to the bed and drew the sheet from the bandmaster's face. And as she stood there, dry-eyed, mute, from the dusky garden came the whispering cry of the widow bird, calling, calling to the dead that answer never more. On the third day the pursuit had become so hot, so unerring, that she dared no longer follow the rutty cart road.
I saw right away that he wasn't a hotel employee for he didn't wear either a bandmaster's uniform nor a cutaway coat, so I just smiled and said: "Got a girl friend up there on the sixteenth floor. She's leaving this morning and arranged to drop her trunk down to me so's not to have to tip the porter.
The inn-keeper diligently refilled their glasses, and Lars Peter looked more and more brightly at things. He was overcome by the Bandmaster's grand connections, and his ability in finding ways and means exceedingly clever people he had struck upon. And when Miss Alma came, full-figured and with a curled fringe, his whole face beamed.
There was nobody but the dilettanti left, and they gazed about them with disconsolate looks, whilst the receiver of excise duties exclaimed, with a tragic air, 'O heaven! how mortified I feel! All my diffidence was gone, I threw myself in the bandmaster's way, I begged, I prayed, in my distress I promised him six new minuets with double trios for the annual ball. I succeeded in appeasing him.
She lingered a moment to touch the white hair with her hand; the bandmaster stepped back to let her pass, then put on his cap, hooked his sabre, turned squarely toward the bed and saluted. The phantom watched him as a dying eagle watches; then the slim hand of the granddaughter fell on the bandmaster's arm, and he turned and clanked out into the open air.
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