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"I love Paganini’s technique. There are those who say that playing a piece of Paganini is like being crowned as a virtuoso, although some do not bother to take the pejorative side of the term.”

"What would it be?”

"As if there were no feelings.”

Before anyone else could make a question, Nicolette enters the room knocking down his cell phone and drawing everyone’s attention to she.

"Oh..." she murmurs, taking the phone and facing everyone in a shameful way. "Sorry to disturb. Lady Jones, call for you.”

"You said I’m in class?”

"Yeah, but she’s your best friend, and she said it was urgent.”

She gets up and picks up the phone from her secretary’s hand, leaving the room then.

"Felippa?”

"Evie... hi. I’m sorry I called the school, but you weren’t answering your cell.”

"Because I was in class.”

"I know... friend, my father is dying. The cancer has advanced and the doctor thinks he does not pass this week.”

"Oh... I’m so sorry.”

"He’s been asking to see you for a fe