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THE FIFTH STRING
fuse," and she paced the room like a caged tigress.
"I will watch to-night when you play," she flashed. "If you do not use that string we part forever."
He stood before her and attempted to take her hand; she repulsed him savagely.
Sadly then he asked: "And if I do play upon it?"
"I am yours forever—yours through life—through eternity," she cried passionately.
The call-boy announced Diotti's turn; the violinist led Mildred to a seat at the entrance of the stage. His appearance was the signal for prolonged and enthusiastic greeting from the enormous audience present. He clearly was the idol of the metropolis.
The lights were lowered, a single calcium playing with its soft and silvery
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