Sherlock smiled and beckoned for her to come closer. He shifted forward in the chair, moving the girl so she faced the same direction he did.
He lifted the violin and tucked it under her chin. "Now, tilt your head to hold it in place," he said. "Excellent." He held the neck, still. "I'll move my hand here, and you can help with the bow."
He handed her the bow and took hold of it lower down. "I'll guide your hand, for now. Ready?"