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"What do you mean?" said the major. "I was going to say that I received a letter almost to the same effect." "You?" "Yes." "From the Abbe Busoni?" "No." "From whom, then?" "From an Englishman, called Lord Wilmore, who takes the name of Sinbad the Sailor." "And of whom you have no more knowledge than I of the Abbe Busoni?" "You are mistaken; there I am ahead of you." "You have seen him, then?"

"He said 'very good," muttered the major, "then sir" replied he. "Then what?" asked Monte Cristo. "Then the postscript" "Well; what of the postscript?" "Then the postscript is as favorably received by you as the rest of the letter?" "Certainly; the Abbe Busoni and myself have a small account open between us.

"I do not at all wonder at it one cannot think of everything; but, happily, the Abbe Busoni thought for you." "He is an excellent person." "He is extremely prudent and thoughtful." "He is an admirable man," said the major; "and he sent them to you?" "Here they are." The major clasped his hands in token of admiration.

"Why has Godowsky Ach! Godowsky, der ist wirklich ein grosser Talent how has he attained his wonderful rank? Because he has worked out certain contrapuntal and technical problems which place him in a class all by himself. I consider him the greatest master of the mysteries of counterpoint since the heyday of classical polyphony. Why does Busoni produce inimitable results at the keyboard?

"Whom do you mean by they?" "Ma foi, I can hardly tell, but I was alluding to those who wrote the letter; you received one, did you not?" "Yes." "From whom?" "From a certain Abbe Busoni." "Have you any knowledge of him?" "No, I have never seen him." "What did he say in the letter?" "You will promise not to betray me?" "Rest assured of that; you well know that our interests are the same."

We remember that the Abbe Busoni remained alone with Noirtier in the chamber of death, and that the old man and the priest were the sole guardians of the young girl's body.

Of two acrobats, each equally skilful, one will be individual and an artist, the other will remain consummately skilful and uninteresting; the one having begun where the other leaves off. Now Busoni can do, on the pianoforte, whatever he can conceive; the question is, what can he conceive?

They gauged correctly from which direction the wind was blowing. They probably heard, faintly piping in the distance, the pentatonic scales of Moussorgsky and Debussy, the scales of Scriabine and Strawinsky and Ornstein, the barbarous, exotic and African scales of the future, the one hundred and thirteen scales of which Busoni speaks.

As he sat at the piano playing Chopin, I thought of Busoni, of the Bechstein piano, of what fingers can do, of many other extraneous things, never of Chopin.

The count told every one that this adventure had happened during his absence at Auteuil, and that he only knew what was related by the Abbe Busoni, who that evening, by mere chance, had requested to pass the night in his house, to examine some valuable books in his library.

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