EARWIG: Henry secretly harbors three unfulfilled wishes. Most importantly, he'd like someday to surprise his dear wife, Sylvie, by reciting her favorite poem -in its entirety--in flawless, properly nuanced French. For himself, he'd also like to become a worthy cellist, skilled enough to play one of the Bach suites. In his dream that event would take place in front of a crowd of previously doubtful, completely dumfounded friends. And, for reasons which...