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Crummles, the Phenomenon and the ladies of their company, when after they had recited from their star parts, Morleena had the soles of her shoes chalked and danced her fancy dance, and Henrietta Petowker took down her back hair and repeated "The Blooddrinker's Burial." The old man looked over the wall, too, and threw garden vegetables and languishing glances at Mrs.
At this moment the manager's voice was heard, introducing the new-comers, under the stage names of Johnson and Digby, to Mrs. Crummles, a portly lady in a tarnished silk cloak, with her bonnet dangling by the strings, and with a quantity of hair braided in a large festoon over each temple; who greeted them with great cordiality.
She must be seen, sir seen to be ever so faintly appreciated. There; go to your mother, my dear." "May I ask how old she is?" inquired Nicholas. "You may, sir," replied Mr. Crummles, "She is ten years of age, sir," "Not more?" "Not a day." "Dear me," said Nicholas, "it's extraordinary."
'The little 'un has him; if the big 'un doesn't knock under, in three seconds, he's a dead man. Do that again, boys. The two combatants went to work afresh, and chopped away until the swords emitted a shower of sparks: to the great satisfaction of Mr Crummles, who appeared to consider this a very great point indeed.
He's quite what am I saying? he is very far from well. 'How! exclaimed Mrs Crummles, with a tragic recoil. 'I fear, said Nicholas, shaking his head, and making an attempt to smile, 'that your better-half would be more struck with him now than ever. 'What mean you? rejoined Mrs Crummles, in her most popular manner. 'Whence comes this altered tone?
"They are going through, 'The Indian Savage and the Maiden," said Mrs. Crummles. "Oh!" said the manager, "the little ballet interlude. Very good. Go on. A little this way, if you please, Mr. Johnson. That'll do. Now!"
'Been in front tonight? said Mr Crummles. 'No, replied Nicholas, 'not yet. I am going to see the play. 'We've had a pretty good Let, said Mr Crummles. 'Four front places in the centre, and the whole of the stage-box. 'Oh, indeed! said Nicholas; 'a family, I suppose? 'Yes, replied Mr Crummles, 'yes. It's an affecting thing.
Crummles; "You on the top of a pair of steps with the Phenomenon in an attitude; 'FAREWELL, on a transparency behind; and nine people at the wings with a squib in each hand all the dozen and a half going off at once it would be very grand awful from the front, quite awful." As Nicholas appeared by no means impressed with the idea, but laughed heartily at it, Mr.
'We have but a shoulder of mutton with onion sauce, said Mrs Crummles, in the same charnel-house voice; 'but such as our dinner is, we beg you to partake of it. 'You are very good, replied Nicholas, 'I shall do it ample justice. 'Vincent, said Mrs Crummles, 'what is the hour? 'Five minutes past dinner-time, said Mr Crummles. Mrs Crummles rang the bell.
'Mrs Crummles herself has played to mere handfuls. 'But they are always a taking audience, Vincent, said the manager's wife. 'Most audiences are, when they have good acting real good acting the regular thing, replied Mr Crummles, forcibly. 'Do you give lessons, ma'am? inquired Nicholas. 'I do, said Mrs Crummles. 'There is no teaching here, I suppose? 'There has been, said Mrs Crummles.
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