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"I was Miss Polly Hinton of the Haymarket Theatre. And perhaps you never heard the name before?" We were compelled to confess that we never had. And the very name of play-actress had filled us both with a kind of vague horror, like the country-bred folk that we were.

The woman was a play-actress a light, frivolous creature with no more sense of moral responsibility than a butterfly." "Butterflies are beautiful!" Barrie broke in. "God made them, I suppose, just as much as He made ants, and I'm sure He loves them heaps better." She thought of her grandmother as a big black ant, hoarding disagreeable crumbs in a gloomy hole. Mrs.

Pendennis for spoiling her son, and of that precocious young rascal of an Arthur for daring to propose to a play-actress, need not be told here. If pride exists amongst any folks in our country, and assuredly we have enough of it, there is no pride more deep-seated than that of twopenny old gentlewomen in small towns.

I could see him licking his lips as though his mouth were dry, and presently he asked her a question. "What did you dream, Maisa?" She shook her head and began the play-actress style. "Oh, I guess I wouldn't tell you, anyway." "But I want to know, Maisa?" "It was only a dream, of course aren't they real sometimes, Ferdy?

I'll court the pretty play-actress, and win her before his eyes. 'Play-actress, Maister Derriman? 'Yes. I saw her this very day, met her by accident, and spoke to her. She's still in the town perhaps because of him. I can meet her at any hour of the day But I don't mean to marry her; not I. I will court her for my pastime, and to annoy him.

"So she is; but he's had her out on a Western ranch since she was a bit of a lass. Quite a romance!" "Really?" "Yes. Her mother was a play-actress. Ran off with an English nobleman. Left the captain and the lassie in the lurch, and died before she reached England. I had the story from the purser." "Where's the girl going now?"

It was as if a play-actress had changed her character and not her attire, which suited another part.

The latter at once saw from the aspect of the two women what had occurred. "Grady, go and wait in the court," he said, "and if anybody comes you understand me." "Is it the play-actress and her mother?" said Grady. "Yes confound you say that there's nobody in chambers, and the party's off for to-day." "Shall I say that, sir? and after I bought them bokays?" asked Grady of his master.

It was a Presbyterian boy who tasted it then; but in the same city many years afterwards it was a Quaker boy whom I knew who was also enamoured of the play. "John," said his grieved father, "is this dreadful thing true that I hear of thee? Has thee ever been to see the play-actress Frances Kemble?" "Yes, father," answered the heroic John.

The screams of these women brought the other occupants of the chamber into the room: Grady from his kitchen, and Strong from his apartment in the upper story. The latter at once saw from the aspect of the two women what had occurred. "Grady, go and wait in the court," he said, "and if any body comes you understand me." "Is it the play-actress and her mother?" said Grady.