excerpt from 'The Golden Sovereign' pp. 53 (80 words)
excerpt from 'The Golden Sovereign' pp. 53 (80 words)
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After tea, I retreated into a corner, beneath one of those novel phonographs which Young Harry had introduced to the house. It stood on a pedestal above me, its horn sticking out above my head. Young Harry demonstrated it, playing a cylindrical record of Caruso singing an aria from Il Trovatore. It sounded like a tiny, far-off voice from fairyland. Harry then showed me Caruso’s autograph in his album, embellished by a self-caricature drawn by that warm-hearted master.
After tea, I retreated into a corner, beneath one of those novel phonographs which Young Harry had introduced to the house. It stood on a pedestal above me, its horn sticking out above my head. Young Harry demonstrated it, playing a cylindrical record of Caruso singing an aria from Il Trovatore. It sounded like a tiny, far-off voice from fairyland. Harry then showed me Caruso’s autograph in his album, embellished by a self-caricature drawn by that warm-hearted master. |
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