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Updated: June 3, 2025
We read Gibbon and Carlyle aloud; we blew on flageolets, we strummed on guitars; we took photographs by the light of the sun, the moon, and flash-powder; sometimes we played cards. Pot-hunting engaged a part of our leisure.
She wanted to hear the darky tunes he had strummed at the desert campfire, and making him eat of the chocolates, picked meantime at the banjo herself. He was so hungry that unconsciously he despatched one entire layer of the box while she talked. She laughed heartily at his appetite, and at his solicitation began tasting the sweetmeats herself.
"Of course you are," he assured her. "Can't you understand that by the way people notice you?" She strummed upon the table with her fingers. Her whole body seemed to be moving to the music. She nodded several times. "I don't want them to notice me, Philip," she murmured. "I want you to look just for a moment as though you thought me the only person in the world as you did once, you know."
"I see. Well, it don' have to be blue jes wanna see what you got... If it ain't much trouble?" "Alright." Jurgen pulled his viola case toward himself, and scooted his chair back to give himself some room. He opened the case, strummed the strings once to check the instrument's tuning close enough, he decided. While he rosined his bow he tried to decide where he should start.
He strummed it, and murmured the tune Dryfoos had heard him singing from the library, while he kept his beautiful eyes floating on Christine's. "You try that, now; it's very simple." "Where is Mrs. Mandel?" Dryfoos demanded, trying to assert himself. Neither of the girls seemed to have heard him at first in the chatter they broke into over what Beaton proposed.
I went up to the little window and pressed my face against the pane. I saw a cheerless, though varied and animated scene; all were drunk all from Yakov upwards. With breast bared, he sat on a bench, and singing in a thick voice a street song to a dance-tune, he lazily fingered and strummed on the strings of a guitar. His moist hair hung in tufts over his fearfully pale face.
As he waited the pencil began to tap on the table, and with its stir his nerves took fire. A leaf of paper flew by, brushing his face like the wing of a bird. A hand clutched his shoulder; then, as if to make every explanation of no avail, the room filled with fairy unseen folk. A banjo on the wall was strummed.
There was no one capable of forming it in the province, where no music was ever heard but that of the local band, which played nothing but marches, or on its good days selections from Adolphe Adam, and the church organist who played romanzas, and the exercises of the young ladies of the town who strummed a few valses and polkas, the overture to the Caliph of Bagdad, la Chasse du Jeune Henri, and two or three sonatas of Mozart, always the same, and always with the same mistakes, on instruments that were sadly out of tune.
He went back to the room where the waiter had laid his coffee. The polka, as it proved, was the last dance on the programme; for the colonel had scarcely settled himself again before the piano strummed out 'God save the Queen' which, as has been said, was one of the tunes he knew. He stood erect, alone in the empty room, and so waited gravely for the last bar.
The first call was brief and perfunctory, but he came the next day and the next. Rachael, surprised, but little interested, and longing for her next ball, strummed the harp at her mother's command and received his compliments with indifference. A week after his first call Mary Fawcett drove into town and spent an hour with the Governor.
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