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THE FIFTH STRING
There was no hint of the pavement-made ruler in the information he gave, but rather of the desire of one gentleman to set another right at the beginning. The musician assumed a position of open-mouthed wonder, gazing steadily at the visitor.
"Satan?" he whispered hoarsely.
"You need help and advice," said the visitor, his voice sounding like that of a disciple of the healing art, and implying that he had thoroughly diagnosed the case.
"No, no," cried the shuddering violinist; "go away. I do not need you."
"I regret I can not accept that statement as gospel truth," said Satan, sarcastically, "for if ever a man needed help, you are that man."
"But not from you," replied Diotti.
"That statement is discredited also
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