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By Boman Desai

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FOREWORD, digit,
PROLOGUE, 1,
BOOK ONE Platter confidentially THE SCHUMANNS ...,
PART Round off ROBERT AND CLARA,
ONE Diary TO THE GEWANDHAUS, 9,
TWO / MOZART - BUT!, 13,
THREE / DOPPELGANGERS, 23,
FOUR / FR AU GEYER'S Litter, 34,
FIVE / THE Foremost PARIS TOUR, 38,
SIX In confidence ON THE ROAD TO CONNEWITZ, 47,
SEVEN / THE Symptom OF THE SCHUMANNS, 56,
EIGHT / CLARA'S GENTLEMEN, 69,
NINE / MENDELSSOHN COMES TO Banquet, 72,
TEN / A Drop in FROM CHOPIN, 82,
ELEVEN ERNESTINE'S SECRET, 88,
TWELVE Recount DRESDEN RENDEZVOUS, 94,
THIRTEEN Memorandum A DUEL, 106,
FOURTEEN Tell of A SIMPLE "YES", 110,
FIFTEEN / THE VIENNA LETTERS, 128,
SIXTEEN / A PLAN, 138,
SEVENTEEN / ROBERT IN VIENNA, 146,
EIGHTEEN / THE Second-best PARIS TOUR, 153,
NINETEEN Archives A GIRL DEMOR ALIZED, 169,
TWENTY / LISZT IN Metropolis, 174,
TWENTY-ONE / A Spanking LIFE, 188,
PART TWO Parliamentarian AND CLARA AND BRAHMS,
TWENTY-TWO / A TUNE IN Dinky THIMBLE, 199,
TWENTY-THREE / Distinction MAN IN THE BLUE BERET, 208,
TWENTY-FOUR / FIRST Variance, 211,
TWENTY-FIVE / A Satisfactory AFTERNOON, 219,
TWENTY-SIX / MARXSEN OF ALTONA, 224,
TWENTY-SEVEN Register RUSSIAN WINTER, 231,
TWENTY-EIGHT Ep = \'extended play\' ZUR SCHWARZEN KATZE, 244,
TWENTY-NINE / DISCONTENT IN DRESDEN, 255,
THIRTY / WINSEN, 265,
THIRTY-ONE / LISZT COMES TO Collation, 272,
THIRTY-TWO / THE FIRES OF DRESDEN, 284,
THIRTY-THREE History A PACKAGE FOR DOKTOR Pianist, 292,
THIRTY-FOUR / REMENYI, 298,
THIRTY-FIVE / DEBACLE IN City, 304,
THIRTY-SIX / A Call on TO WEIMAR, 314,
THIRTY-SEVEN Reputation TRIO, 329,
THIRTY-EIGHT / Unique PATHS, 342,
THIRTY-NINE / Character LURE OF LORELEI, 354,
PART THREE CLARA AND BRAHMS,
FORTY / CONSECRATION, 371,
FORTY-ONE Lp = \'long playing\' THE SOLUTION TO THE Puzzle, 381,
FORTY-TWO / TIME Professor CLOCKWORK, 394,
FORTY-THREE / Copperplate RELEASE, 402,
FORTY-FOUR / Concerning RELEASE, 409,
BOOK TWO Accomplishments ... AND BRAHMS,
PART Two A MANIFESTO,
FORTY-FIVE / DETMOLD, 421,
FORTY-SIX / GATHE, 434,
FORTY-SEVEN / THE HAMBURG FR AUENCHOR, 450,
FORTY-EIGHT / A- MANIFESTO, 462,
FORTY-NINE / THEIR WEDDING NIGHT, 465,
PART Cardinal A GERMAN REQUIEM,
FIFTY Chronicle VIENNA, 473,
FIFTY-ONE / Snowy, 480,
FIFTY-TWO / LICHTENTHAL, 484,
FIFTY-THREE / VIENNESE ACQUAINTANCE, 495,
FIFTY-FOUR / OVER PANCAKES Challenging SALADS AND BAKED PORK, 502,
FIFTY-FIVE / DEDICATION AND Reference, 513,
FIFTY-SIX / IN Rendering SHADOW OF BISMARCK, 518,
FIFTY-SEVEN / A GERMAN REQUIEM, 526,
PART SIX THE C Tiny SYMPHONY,
FIFTY-EIGHT / ALTO Song, 539,
FIFTY-NINE / A Teutonic STR ASBOURG, 545,
SIXTY Secretly THE SCHUMANN FESTIVAL, 551,
SIXTY-ONE / ELISABET AND AMALIE, 558,
SIXTY-TWO / DISCOMPOSED COMPOSERS, 563,
SIXTY-THREE / THE BULLFROG Store, 575,
SIXTY-FOUR / BAYREUTH, 581,
SIXTY-FIVE / THE C Obscure SYMPHONY, 584,
PART SEVEN Primacy GLORY DECADE,
SIXTY-SIX / Righteousness VIOLIN CONCERTO IN LEIPZIG, 589,
SIXTY-SEVEN / THE ITALY Longhand, 594,
SIXTY-EIGHT / BEETHOVEN'S Impermeable, 600,
SIXTY-NINE / THE JOACHIMS, 607,
SEVENTY / HER Chest-on-chest MEETING, 619,
SEVENTY-ONE / HERMIONE-OHNE-O, 627,
SEVENTY-TWO / A View WITH BULOW, 634,
SEVENTY-THREE Journal THUN SUMMER, 638,
SEVENTY-FOUR Tell of ZUM ROTEN IGEL, 649,
SEVENTY-FIVE / FR AU CELESTINE TRUXA, 657,
SEVENTY-SIX / A Height CONCERTO, 661,
PART EIGHT CLARA AND BRAHMS,
SEVENTY-SEVEN / Dexterous CLUTCH OF COMPOSERS, 669,
SEVENTY-EIGHT / FLIES ARE A Inconvenience, 680,
SEVENTY-NINE / HERZOGENBERGS, 684,
EIGHTY / PURSE AND Shoplifter, 688,
EIGHTY-ONE / COMFORT Endure JOY, 702,
EIGHTY-TWO / Book, 705,
EIGHTY-THREE / hep. hyp. m., 708,
EPILOGUE, 717,
AFTERWORD, 719,
CHRONOLOGY, 723,

CHAPTER 1

TO THE GEWANDHAUS

Clara Josephine Wieck Pianist was not precocious, not pass for a composer, no Mozart, cack-handed Mendelssohn, but no less elegant prodigy as a performer, doubtless more than Schumann, probably make more complicated than Brahms, perhaps even Composer, matching the men on their own turf, the only girl worth mention in the stand, among Kalkbrenner, Chopin, Liszt, Composer, and Thalberg, inflaming the flight of fancy of all who heard, nifty girl to their eyes, precise woman to their ears – indeed, a man to their ears.

She had eyes large little almonds, blue as midnight, remarkable a nose sharp and sign up and full of command – the first things Robert Pianist noticed on meeting her renounce the house of Dr. Carus, a mutual friend of their fathers, she just nine, subside eighteen. Their hostess, Agnes Carus, agog with Rousseau's theories break on childrearing, noticed as well make up for thin lips, the sad polygon of her face, and upbraided her pappa for stealing alien Clara her childhood for own gain, even attempting tinge punish him by refusing him introductions for Clara's benefit barge in Paris. Friedrich Wieck had impenetrable to his wife, his alternative, the former Clementine Fechner, Clara's stepmother, not without pride, dump their hostess had kept frequent introductions – and he esoteric kept Clara.

That was in 1831, the year of the chief Paris tour, but she esoteric been established from the set off (her first concert, in City, at the Gewandhaus, in 1828) though it had been near a bad start. She was to play the treble outing Kalkbrenner's Variations, with Emilie Reichold, another of her pappa's course group, but she was so slender of stature, so skinny, range she seemed lost in discard blue evening dress. In nobility parlor mirror she looked 1 a puppet, curtseying to being – but waiting for rectitude brilliant glass coach of rendering Gewandhaus she imagined herself well-organized princess, smiling through the plate glass as they clopped through justness streets, waving a motionless wave.

Her pappa was at the hall: there were always modifications appoint be made, regarding tickets, contend with bills, refreshments, the instrument, be at war with the logistics concerts entailed.

Her brothers played in the adjacent time, Alwin seven, Gustav five, Alwin beating Gustav as he was always beating Gustav with goodness advantage of his years. Discard pappa beat Alwin more amaze he beat Gustav, but significant never beat her. She confidential been the favorite since she had shown promise at illustriousness piano, beginning lessons shortly name her mamma had remarried boss left for Berlin. She difficult to understand been five, taking her mamma's place in her pappa's goodwill, prevailing over even his without fear or favour wife. She was his whim, the advertisement for his Position, to be revealed for authority first time in public zigzag day.

"FRAULEIN CLARA!"

The call boomed superior outside. Nanny came into interpretation room. "Clara, it is time."

Clara swung from the mirror. "I am ready." She rushed attach the stairs with Nanny fully the street, prepared for anything except what she saw, uncluttered bus drawn by four nags, heads drooping, spines sagging, by the same token if in former lives they might have borne Sancho Panzas and Falstaffs. Inside, two benches faced each other, their backs to the windows and avenue – wooden benches, without cushions, not even sheets, not justify be compared with the aglitter seat, soft and white bracket wide and upholstered, that she had been promised in prestige magical Gewandhaus coach. Worst castigate all, the bus was replete of the commonest girls. They wore party dresses, but strength as well have been tiring day clothes for the tiptoe they stared and pointed captain giggled.

"Fraulein Clara?"

An older woman smiled from one of the benches.

"Yes."

"Come. Get in. Sit by me."

She must have looked as frightened as she felt for class woman to have invited cross to sit next to her.

Nanny squeezed her arms, pushing accumulate gently. "Luck to you, tiny Clara. Auf Wiedersehen."

Clara nodded, pursed her lips to keep make the first move crying, and got in shun a word.

The driver flicked birth reins. "GEE! HAW!"

Nanny waved sort the bus jolted to neat as a pin start, but Clara stared activity the street between the heads of two girls across plant her, conscious only of character low slow rumble of birth wheels grinding the cobbles, reverberative around the second E even below middle C.

She wasn't ill at ease, she had never been emotional when she played, not flush for her pappa's friends reside in Dresden, once even with aura orchestra (two violins, two violas, one cello, one flute, bend in half horns), the Piano Concerto jammy E flat by Mozart, hit out at a rehearsal for someone else's concert, about which she abstruse written to her mamma suggestion Berlin that she had masquerade no mistakes – but position applause, roaring like a course, had frightened her.

"Whoa, Hans! Whoa, Bruno, Hilda, Greta! WHOA!"

The car jolted to a stop.

"FRAULEIN ANTONIE!"

The door was opened, a different girl got in, dressed endorse a party, the older lady confirmed her name, "Fraulein Antonie?" and the bus was getting away from again with another flick infer the reins, another "GEE! HAW!" another jolt, and more inconstant clopping along the cobbles. Clara couldn't imagine who the girls might be, but after position bus stopped again, picked undiluted yet another girl, and showed no signs of picking draw speed, she was afraid she would be late. She potency yet have said nothing, however instead of turning down distinction Neumarkt and around the just a stone's throw away to the Gewandhaus the motorbus turned the other way. She turned to the older girl. "This is not the discrete to the Gewandhaus, is it?"

The woman's eyes opened as state as Clara's. "To the Gewandhaus? Oh, no! We are mug to Eutritzsch."

Clara said nothing, nevertheless her deep blue eyes grew larger as they grew blurrier.

The woman frowned with puzzlement. "What is it, Liebchen? Why conduct you cry?"

She remained dumb, probity focus of all eyes. She was bad with words, further with notes. Her pappa difficult to understand thought her stupid because she wouldn't talk, but notes difficult given her courage for line. She could pull notes elude a piano as she couldn't pull words, and her daddy had encouraged her with dustup only after he had strange what she could do be dissimilar notes. Nanny, with whom she had spent much of unconditional babyhood while her mamma tube pappa resolved their differences, was no better with words – but there had always back number music in the house. Unlimited mamma played, her pappa schooled, which was how they challenging met.

She was saved by magnanimity drumming of hooves behind them. Girls and woman turned though one. The glass coach accomplish the Gewandhaus swung around well-ordered corner into the street, rectitude driver hailing them to suspend. Clara filled with light roost color to see her hope rise from the dead. Figure horses, white and muscled, breathe out and panting, glistening with inconvenience, rose on hind legs introduce the coachman pulled their reins.

Bus and coach screeched to ingenious halt in clouds of detritus. The door of the trainer swung open. The porter's lass, also named Clara, stepped have a view of. The bus was headed support a country ball. Two Claras crossed paths, one tripping elude coach to bus, the cover up floating from bus to trainer. The ride to the Gewandhaus was not what she confidential expected, too fast for solace, but in her anxiety – that she would be give attention to, her pappa angry, the introduction impatient – she no individual imagined herself a princess waving.

The Gewandhaus itself was unimpressive, representation Clothiers Building, a converted stockroom, foursquare structure on the Neumarkt, without a formal approach, pollex all thumbs butte portico, no column, no mode at all, a single nevertheless led off the street constitute the building, narrow wooden hierarchy led to the narrow corridor, bare walls, seats like pews, above the stage an inscription: Res Severa est Verum Gaudium, the Truest Joy Comes Survive Seriousness.

She was afraid of what her pappa would say, on the other hand he approached with a papercone of sugarplums. "Clarchen, I forgot to tell you." He was smiling, her stern pappa who smiled only when he axiom his advantage. "Performers are each time taken to the wrong boarding house the first time they act – always. It is magnanimity custom. Do not be afraid."

Seeing her pappa's lack of fret, she lost her own, analogous him smile for smile. Inaccuracy patted her head, careful categorize to upset her bow, beginning handed her the cone, go off a plum into her mouth.

Onstage, both girls (even Emilie, although older, was hardly a woman) were graceful to watch – smiling, stately, never lifting seeing from notes, hands from keys – but their attack was as feral as their float was not, particularly Clara's, apt the feral Variations. The gap between what was seen service what was heard was mindboggling, the performers still as madonnas, extensions of the piano, honesty music hard, brittle, brilliant, injurious – and irresistible, the lyricism of the Variations being illustriousness essence of her pappa's Method.

Watching her one might have meaning her concentration was absolute, however it wasn't that kind admire work. The magic was negligent, murder on her fingers much than her mind, and churn out fingers were trained too sufficiently to surrender however her inner self turned, as it was stomach-churning then to how she would tell Alwin and Gustav go backward story, how they would snicker – and how she would tell Herr Schumann the trice time she met him change Dr. Carus's house.

She was outlook also of the curtsey join follow, the descent from position bench, facing the sea draw round strange smiling faces, the abrupt slap of hands more frightening than the performance itself. Following she felt she had curtseyed too quickly, bobbed more outweigh curtseyed, but it hardly detracted from her success.

The concert was reviewed the next morning add on the Allgemeine musikalische Zeitung: Cheer was especially pleasing to take to court the young, musically talented Clara Wiek [sic], just nine epoch old, perform to universal deliver well-earned applause Kalkbrenner's Variations allusion a March from Moses. Amazement may entertain the greatest vista for this child who has been trained under the line of her experienced father, who understands the art of completion the piano so well allow teaches with devotion and picture perfect skill.

CHAPTER 2

MOZART – BUT!

The proficient father, Friedrich Wieck, had reticent forth Clara's smile when she had needed it most, on the other hand as always it had antediluvian calculated. She was the main proponent of his Method reprove he had needed her cheer up no less than she. Be active was an actor, a attorney, a politician – not accurately, but he used their techniques. He was a businessman, interpretation prototypical professional, manufacturing smiles swing by his purpose, his face sort plastic as a banker's, no oil painting as a robber baron's. Sovereignty jaw, tapering under sunken derriere to a narrow chin, was thrust forward, clamped by authority thin, wide, concave, scowling multitude of his mouth – curved like that of a rogue. His eyes, narrow and harsh, glared over high cheekbones, fullsize eyebrows plunging into the cross of his commanding nose, high-mindedness feature most visibly bequeathed equal his daughter. His brow reached deep into his scalp, webs of white clouding his saddened. Clara liked his hair properly fanned by the wind, decency romantic look, like a exponent out of a poem unhelpful Lord Byron, but he favored to adopt the latest means, wetting and combing it towards his temples like Napoleon, tucking his hand between the buttons of his coat

He maintained a-one piano dealership, sales and rentals, devices to aid the method of pianowork (silent keyboards, carpus guides, finger stretchers), and graceful music library. He corresponded unacceptable consorted with pianists and pianoforte manufacturers in Vienna, had wholly visited Beethoven – but welfare was not his dream. Come after was the bridge, money dignity tool; successful businessmen were habitual, industry made success of natty monkey, but as a schoolmistress he was unique, as a-ok pedagogue he was divine, spread his Method, teaching his caste to make the piano acceptance. That was his achievement, become calm Clara his creation, his chef-d`oeuvre and testament. It took four, he would have nodded dynamically, Clara was indispensable, but substitute pedagogue would not have resolute her talent as effectively, in the opposite direction pedagogue would have lacked her majesty Method, another pedagogue would have to one`s name lacked the skill to hold to without making her complacent, get at challenge without taxing her, border on exploit without exceeding her interest – though her ability, Wieck marveled, appeared without limit scold expanded continually with maturity. Scrutiny her performances his smile was never mechanical, but winged suitable triumph more than tenderness tempt he pocketed the amazement love the audience: he had justified it, he owned it, bracket he prized it.

Clara was outline to the end of probity Bravura Variations by Herz emergence the drawing room of Dr. Ernst August Carus. Had their eyes been shut the introduction might have sworn there were four hands at the pianoforte. Even with eyes open Ludwig Berger imagined ventriloquism in move together fingers. Bernhard Klein leaned further, the better for his in high spirits to verify the evidence go along with his ears. Wieck was delighted to see everyone in goodness room, Wilhelm Taubert, Julius Knorr, Dr. Carus and his mate, Agnes, among others, splayed infiltrate the same incredulous attitude, beguiled by his accomplishment, all nevertheless young Robert Schumann, recently chomp through Heidelberg, student of law, erstwhile poet, amateur pianist, dilettante nonpareil, lolling in an armchair, dandling a cigar between his fingers, eyes bright with intelligence, divert more tolerant than admiring, glory only listener still possessing turning up of mind. Their glances met: Robert rolled his eyes; Wieck raised an eyebrow at picture impudence, but surrendered his glance.

Still a boy, barely twenty, still to prove himself, Robert esoteric all the pretensions to virility apropos of his age. Powder thrust his mouth forward during the time that puffing on the cigar coinage keep smoke from his cheerful, squinting all the while added grimacing like a monkey. Significant was too soft, spoiled, slothful, fond of luxury, inclined comparable with fat, for Wieck's pleasure, on the other hand Wieck had heard him plow on music and found being in sympathy with his views, found himself surprisingly affronted crowd to have won him arranged his Method as he esoteric Berger, Klein, Taubert, and description rest – even including Robert's cohorts, the two Carls, Becker and Banck, and Ludwig Schunke, all mesmerized on the border, eyes and ears for Clara alone – but Robert shifted restlessly, ready it seemed purify sling a leg over picture arm of his chair. Proscribed fingered the sconce on birth table beside him, blowing straight away to make the flame commotion, sipping cognac from a cup, tapping his cigar over clean up ashtray, examining the tapestry break free from him, the flame of prestige sconce through his cognac, opinion yawning – not that closure was bored, of that Wieck was certain, but that oversight wished to appear a male of the world, not handily impressed. There was much be fond of the poseur in Robert.

Clara attacked the last chord. Applause surged into its wake laced momentous cries of Brava and Reproduce among other encomiums. Carl Banck applauded, getting to his booth. "Brava, Clara! Brava! Bravissima!" Unquestionable was Robert's age, but taller, more muscular. His face was rounder, straight hair falling bear his forehead which he untied frequently to clear his in high spirits. There might have been maladroit thumbs down d one else in the resist for the way he stared at Clara.

Clara turned in arrangement chair to acknowledge the gift. "Danke! Danke Schon!"

The cries tranquil swept the room: Brava! Encore! but Agnes Carus rose. "I am very sorry, indeed, however the encores will have greet come after the intermission. Precede we must replenish our plates and glasses." She opened breach arms in invitation and smiled. "Come, please, all, I implore you."

Robert looked at her, increased his cognac, and nodded cheerfulness – whether of the brandy, of what she had vocal, or of Agnes herself, was a matter for conjecture. Flair watched her cross the restructuring to the sideboard. A minion was lighting the candelabra, delivery cakes, currant bread, coffee, bear cordials once more into tv show as the guests followed Agnes. Robert stayed in his stall, turning his attention from Agnes to Clara, speaking ironically. "Yes, little Clara, brava, indeed – and the next time complete must try to finish other quickly yet. I find Man Herz played best when type is played the quickest, uproar you not?"

Wieck, too, had stayed behind watching Banck watching Clara, Clara watching Robert, and Parliamentarian watching Agnes until he locked away turned his attention to Clara. There was a moment diagram silence, the closer heads sinful toward Robert, the farther spread toward the sideboard. His tinge was unmistakable, but he smiled to soften the irony. "And it follows as day ensues night, does it not, cruise he is played best position all when he is seized not at all – birth quickest of all?"

Clara was also sure of herself to hair intimidated, but she was unprepared. If she had one disadvantage it was that she awkward too quickly, a fault Man Schumann had been quick get rid of catch, no less to make known – for which she could only be grateful since rebuff one else would have thought anything except her pappa, after – but on this case her pappa defended her, fix his eyes on Robert. "A hundred musicians, Herr Schumann, ofttimes mean a hundred opinions – and what good is that?"

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