VIOLIN
"You play it?" I asked, looking at the instrument lying on his lap.
"Yes" he said, holding up the Stradivarius. "My art is not entitled to deduction alone."
I listened, fascinated as he played a few notes.
"I would like it very much for you to play it for me." I said when he had finished playing.
He tilted his head and regarded me, then smiling softly he set the bow on string. I leaned back and closed my eyes.
It was pure, beautiful crystalline music.
"Wonderful" I said, when he had finished. "Your friends must enjoy this a lot."
"You are the only one." he said.