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He had found a copy of Rameau's "Harmony" among some old books and spent many hours poring over those labored theories in his efforts to reduce them to some form and sense. Inspired by these studies he tried his hand at music making in earnest. First came some arrangements of trios and quartettes. Then finally he was emboldened to write a quintette for flute, two violins, viola and 'cello.
Then, looking very closely, and knowing exactly where to look, Ronnie saw a place just above the f hole on the right, where a blow had evidently been struck deeply into the 'cello.
"I believe he is playing his 'cello." "Oh, lor! That wretched Infant! Is he all right?" "So far as I know." "What time did he get here?" "At half-past four." The dishevelled young man glanced at the clock. "Oh, lor!" he said again. "To think I've travelled night and day and raced down from town in a motor to get here first, and he beat me by an hour and a half!
Judith loved to attend symphony concerts and the tuning-up of the orchestra never failed to give her delicious thrills, but she had never had a speaking acquaintance so to speak with a 'cello before this, and the beautiful mellow tones delighted her more than anything she had ever heard before. As she undressed that night she revised her plans for the future.
They found him in an inner room off the immigrants' reception hall, sitting on an old trunk, and busily engaged in trying to prevent his 'cello, which was protected only by a green bag, from being smashed by the rushing, gesticulating crowd of baggage men, porters and immigrants.
"A fearful and wonderful monster!" "Just so. It's mission was to worry the soul out of each and all of us, in search of some nefarious gift. Oh, and we mustered plenty, from the 'cello to the 'bones. Well, what is going on down there now is sheer delight in comparison.
I have seen many fine instruments in my time, West, but I am inclined to think your 'cello is the finest I have yet come across. Do you mind if I tune it, and try the strings?" Ronnie's pleasure and enthusiasm were easily rekindled. "Do," he said. "I am grateful. I do not even know the required notes." Aubrey, leaning forward, carefully lifted the instrument, resting it against his knees.
The pistol in his extended hand vibrated in sympathy with an accelerated pulse rate. Richard's left hand wandered carelessly to his hip. "Look here, Mr. Van Diest," he said, "were you never taught that it's rude to point?" A twang like the snapping of a 'cello string brought his head round sharply. "Hands away from your side pocket." It was less of an invitation than an order.
It did not strike him as peculiar that a man who played the violin with ease, should not be able to draw a clear tone from the open strings of a 'cello. "I don't seem to make much of it," said Aubrey. "The 'cello is a difficult instrument to play, and requires long practice." And again he rasped the bow across the strings. The Infant's wail of anguish gained in volume.
"Hello, Anton, old friend," cried Fico as he grasped Von Barwig by the hand. "Go on playing, don't stop for me!" said Von Barwig, taking off his rubbers and brushing the snow off his hat and coat. Poons hurriedly put away his 'cello. He was ashamed of playing ordinary waltz music in the presence of Von Barwig.
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