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Royleston straightened. "What's the subject?" "Middle-age Italian intrigue, so Hugh says bully costumes a wonder of a part for Merival." "Then we are on velvet again," said Royleston. The influence of the news ran through the action on the stage. The performance took on spirit and gusto.
He invited her judgments and immediately forgot to listen, so morbidly self-centred was he. He made no further changes in the book of Lillian's Duty, but put aside Westervelt's request with a wave of his hand. "I leave all that to Miss Merival," he said. "I can't give it any thought now."
"She can't be all of her parts which one of them will I find as I enter her room?" he asked himself for the hundredth time. "Miss Merival will see Mr. Douglass," said the bell-boy. "This way, sir." As he stepped into the elevator the young man's face grew stern and his lips straightened out into a grim line.
When I think of you as the great actress my nerves are shaken. Is it possible that the mysterious Helen Merival is my Helen? I am mad to rush back to you to prove it. Isn't it presumptuous of me to say, 'My Helen'? But at this distance you cannot reprove me. I came across some pictures of you in a magazine to-day, and was thrilled and awed by them.
"Merival must lop off this young dramatist or he'll 'queer' her with her best friends. She mustn't attempt to force this kind of thing down our throats." "He won't last a week," said another. Their finality of tone resembled that of emperors and sultans in counsel.
They were so broadly indicative of the real Helen Merival, and so far from the affectations he had expected to see. Of course, she was the actress the mobility of her face, her command of herself, was far beyond that of any untrained woman, no matter how versatile; but she was nobly the actress, broadened and deepened by her art.
As Helen received her portion Saunders said: "Here, Miss Merival, is a fat part must be yours. Jee-rusalem the golden! I'd hate to tackle that rôle." Douglass was ready to collar the ass for his impudent tone, but Helen seemed to consider it no more than the harmless howl of a chair sliding across the floor. She was inured to the old-time "assistant stage-manager."
"Those who have seen Miss Merival only as the melodrama queen or the adventuress in jet-black evening dress have a surprise in store for them. Her Enid is a dream of cold, chaste girlhood a lily with heart of fire in whose tender, virginal eyes the lust and cruelty of the world arouse only pity and wonder.
A buzz of excited comment rose from below, and though he could not hear a word beyond the water-boy's call he was able to imagine the comment. "Why, how lovely! I didn't suppose Helen Merival could do a sweet, domestic thing like that." "Isn't her gown exquisite? I've heard she is a dainty dresser in real life, quite removed from the kind of thing she wears on the stage.
From the very moment the door had opened to him the "glittering woman" had been receding into remote and ever remoter distances, for the Helen Merival before him was as simple, candid, and cordial as his own sister. Her voice had the home inflection; she displayed neither paint nor powder; her hair was plainly brushed beautiful hair it was, too and her dress was lovely and in quiet taste.
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