Just as Felicia was about to leave the shop, the shop owner shook a bronze bell at his side, and the crisp sound rang out.
She turned back to see the shop owner clicking his tongue and saying, "If none of these match the sound you're looking for, then you'll need to find a craftsman to custom-make one for you. Even then, the sound varies depending on the material and size of the clapper. It's hard to get a perfect match."
The shop owner gave her a scrutinizing look and added, "Young lady, you're not here just to mess around, are you?"
"Do I look like it?" Felicia replied.
She felt she had been sincere enough, but sound was a subjective thing. Unless someone had heard the same bell before, it was impossible to give it a description that both parties would understand.
With a sigh, Felicia realized she'd have to try another approach.
Just then, the shop owner chuckled and pointed to the display case behind him. "If you buy something from my shop, I'll tell you where I've heard a bell like the one you described."
"Really?"
Although Felicia was skeptical, money wasn't an issue for her right now, so she waved her hand and bought the most expensive violin in the shop.
"Now, tell me. Where did you hear it?"
The shop owner, delighted as he counted his money, cleared his throat and said, "At a chapel on the very top of Sunset Mountain, southwest of the city."
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Walking out of the shop, Stanley was holding onto the violin case and asked, "Ma'am, you're not seriously planning to go to this so-called Sunset Mountain, are you? What if he was just bluffing?"
"Then I'll come back and smash his shop," Felicia replied as she got into the car. Her thoughts, however, were elsewhere.
Southwest of the city, at the top of Sunset Mountain.
She had actually been there before.
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