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Updated: May 28, 2025
He untied the strings and spread it on the ground, throwing himself in front of it and resting his chin in his hands. "Come," he said, "I'll show it thee." Erdman threw off his heavy cap and bent toward the book, with a little gesture of wonder. "I heard about Christoph's book a good many times," he said softly.... "I didn't ever think I'd see it."
"Was it your brother's?" he asked in a half whisper. "Christoph's?" Sebastian shook his head. "No, it is mine my own." The soft wind was among the blossoms overhead they fell in petals, one by one, upon the quiet figures. "Want to know 'bout it?" asked Sebastian, half turning to meet his companion's eye. The boy nodded. "It's mine.
I copied it, every note six months it took me from Christoph's book." "Did he let you?" Sebastian shook his head, a grim, sweet smile curving the big mouth. "Let me? Christoph!" The boy crept nearer to him. "How did you do it?" "I stole it carried it up to my room while the others were asleep and did it by the moon." "The moon?" The boy nodded, laughing. "Didst never hear of the moon, brave boy!"
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