excerpt from 'The Golden Sovereign' pp. 46–47 (89 words)
excerpt from 'The Golden Sovereign' pp. 46–47 (89 words)
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With a grimace that drew the muscles of his mouth sharply, as from toothache, Young Harry touched a key to give the tuning note. He played a few chords – and rapture flooded over me as though a caress had surprised me, touching the hair at the back of my head. The velvety tone of the Broadwood was softer, more woody, than that of our Klingmann; but it compensated by coming from an open grand – with that instant contact which is always just lacking in an upright piano.
With a grimace that drew the muscles of his mouth sharply, as from toothache, Young Harry touched a key to give the tuning note. He played a few chords – and rapture flooded over me as though a caress had surprised me, touching the hair at the back of my head. The velvety tone of the Broadwood was softer, more woody, than that of our Klingmann; but it compensated by coming from an open grand – with that instant contact which is always just lacking in an upright piano. |
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