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Updated: June 14, 2025
The old flute-player caught the glint of polished buttons and a polished shield upon the breast of a man's coat beyond her, and he recognized the face above them as that of his old shipboard enemy, Moresco, now policeman on this beat. The superbly dressed visitor, wrapped in silk brocades and woven feathers, seemed strangely out of place there in the doorway of the dingy tenement apartment.
"The flute-player was delighted with his oldest daughter, and told my father he would have the young princess conveyed to the city on the day after the morrow. The next day he had things to do of which he desired her to have no knowledge. Our father, in token of his gratitude, should retain for himself and his heirs the summer palace and the garden.
Laboriously he made things clear to her, Herr Kreutzer helping and coming to an understanding just before she did. "Ach!" said the old flute-player, "We cannot. We have not so much." "Sure. I know that," the man replied. "That is why I say th' girl has got to be sent back."
The manager held toward him a thick book of rag-time melodies. Kreutzer, too desperate to be disgusted, ran through half-a-dozen of them rapidly. Now the manager beamed pleasantly. "Say, you'll do, all right, all right," he told the flute-player. Then, turning to the rest he motioned them away. "Beat it, you guys," he commanded. "Father Rhine here's got the job."
"The flute-player had not forgotten his daughters. He had remained aloof from the battle, but as soon as the victory was decided, he pressed on into the city. "The road led past our garden. "The King had barely time to send a runner to his daughters, fifteen minutes before his arrival, to say that he desired to greet them.
"That is enough, young man," said Serapion, interrupting the Greek's flow of words. "This young girl belongs to the temple, and any one who is tempted to speak to her as if she were a flute-player will have to deal with me, her protector.
"Oh, very well, if you imagine such things can be hidden. I won't tell her. Just as you wish." "You will wait here for me while I say goodbye to her?" "Well, don't be long." The old flute-player was turning towards the kitchen door, when a loud rap upon the hall door halted him. "I suppose the officer has grown tired of waiting," Mrs. Vanderlyn explained. "Come in," said Kreutzer, wonderingly.
When an English composer resolves to write an opera, in the spirit in which a sculptor may decide to paint a picture or a flute-player to play the fiddle, he has to learn all, or as much as he can, about the requirements of the stage, and even then if his work comes to rehearsal he has to accept corrections and make alterations at the instance of those who have been through the proper early training.
A surgeon not the flute-player but another was bending over him, feeling around the wound. "Narrow squeak. But it will be nothing," he pronounced. Lieutenant D'Hubert heard these words with pleasure. One of his seconds the one who, sitting on the wet grass, was sustaining his head on his lap-said: "The fortune of war, mon pauvre vieux. What will you have?
But the clever flute-player was quite a match for the little man in cunning, and said: 'All right, you needn't be afraid, you shall get your beard back before we part; but you must allow my bride and me to accompany you a bit on your homeward way.
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