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Beatrice wipes her hands slowly on her apron and sets the finished violin on the bench between you, not offering it yet. 'It is ready,' she says. 'But the varnish should rest one more night. Piano, piano. Stay and watch me close the workshop?'
Caro, you came again. I should say it's done. It is done. But I told myself the varnish needed one more evening, and you were so patient. Come, sit by the stove. Let me show you how the wood sounds before the strings.
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