Concerto of Death

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Concerto of Death, for the audience gathered its symphony hall. It was a beginning, the start of a promising career for a brilliant young violinist. But for the tall angular musician spotlighted in the center of the stage, it was an ending, the final triumphant movement of a life's Concerto that had opened with a melancholy theme, progressed through a somber adageo, and was

reaching its climax now, tonight, in the glittering atmosphere of the concert hall. Victor Carroll, American violinist, was making his debut.

But the theme that had run through his entire life's Concerto had its beginning, many months before. In Italy, after the end of the war, in a tiny or steer cottage that flung to the terraced hillside above a war-weary village, it began with American Sergeant Victor Carroll and an old Italian named La Berto.