Category: The Human Chord

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Skale had indeed begun to utter. And to these two bewildered children standing there alone with their love upon the mountain, it seemed that the whole world knew.

Those desolate hills that rolled away like waves beneath the stars; … Read the rest

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But Spinrobin was hardly prepared for the suddenness of the denouement. He had looked for a longer period of preparation, with the paraphernalia of a considerable, even an august ceremony. Instead, the announcement came with an abrupt simplicity that … Read the rest

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A certain struggling incoherence is manifest in Spinrobin’s report of it all, as of a man striving to express violent thoughts in a language he has not yet mastered. It is evident, for instance, as those few familiar with … Read the rest

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“And the color of my sound is a pale green,” he heard behind him in tones as sweet as a muted violin string, “while the form of my note fits into yours just like a glove. Dear Spinny, don’t … Read the rest

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The first thing Spinrobin knew when he ran upstairs to lock away the money in his desk was that his whole being, without his directing it, asked a question of momentous import. He did not himself ask it deliberately. … Read the rest

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But he was hardly settled–there had not even been time to warm the sheets again–when he was aware that the test, instead of being over, was, indeed, but just beginning; and the detail that conveyed this unwelcome knowledge to … Read the rest

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Spinrobin lingered a while in the library after Miriam was gone, then feeling slightly ill at ease in the room now that her presence was withdrawn, put the lights out, saw that the windows were properly barred and fastened, … Read the rest

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And thus the affair moved nearer to its close. The theory and practice of molding form by means of sound was the next bang at his mind–delivered in the clergyman’s most convincing manner, and, in view of the proofs … Read the rest

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The situation at this point of his amazing adventure seems to have been that the fear Spinrobin felt about the nature of the final Experiment was met and equalized by his passionate curiosity regarding it. Had these been the … Read the rest

“And now you shall hear your own name called,” boomed the clergyman with enthusiasm, “and realize the beauty and importance of your own note in the music of life.”

And while Spinrobin trembled from head to toe Mr. Skale bore … Read the rest