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'Yes, Shylock and his five hundred pounds of flesh, answered Schreiermeyer, with a faint smile that disappeared again at once. 'But I meant character began Fraeulein Ottilie, trying to go back and get in a word. 'Character! cried the Baci-Roventi with a deep note that made the open piano vibrate. 'His stomach is his heart, and his character is his appetite!
'Perfectly, Logotheti assented. 'If I were you, I would put her on in Rigoletto. 'Does she know the part? Schreiermeyer asked, as calmly as if nothing had happened. 'Ask Madame De Rosa, suggested the Greek. 'I see her on the stage. 'I will. There is truth in what you say about Faust. The part is trying. 'You told me it was bosh, Logotheti observed with a smile.
Then she turned very slowly and went out. 'Dead, I suppose, said Schreiermeyer as soon as he saw the Primadonna's face. 'Her relations won't get here in time. Margaret nodded in silence and went on through the lobby. 'The rehearsal is at eleven, the manager called out after her, in his wooden voice. She nodded again, but did not look back.
I have eaten all. And in fact, while talking, he had punctuated each sentence with a tiny slice or two of thin bread and butter, and everybody laughed, except Schreiermeyer, as the huge singer gravely held up the empty glass dish and showed it. 'What do you expect of me? he asked. 'It is a vice, and I am not Saint Anthony, to resist temptation.
'Monsieur Schreiermeyer, this is Miss Donne, my pupil, said Madame De Rosa. 'Enchanted, mumbled the manager. He continued to scrutinise the young girl's face, and he looked so much like a doctor that she felt as if he were going to feel her pulse and tell her to put out her tongue. At the thought, she smiled pleasantly. 'Hum! Schreiermeyer grunted softly, almost musically, in fact.
'I had forgotten that you are such a phlegmatic man, when I said that, answered Schreiermeyer with the frankness of a conjurer who admits that his trick has been guessed. They had been talking as if nothing were going on, but now the conductor turned to them, and gave a signal for silence, which was taken up by all the people on the stage. 'Sh sh sh sh it came from all directions.
It struck the wall with a thud and fell upon the floor, a limp and shapeless mass. The cadaverous maid instantly picked it up and began smoothing it. Madame Bonanni's own dark hair stood on end, giving her a decidedly wild look. Schreiermeyer smiled perceptibly. 'Miss Donne will go on and sing the rest of the opera with pleasure, I have no doubt, he said, gently, looking at Margaret.
'Hum! grunted Schreiermeyer, musically, as if he agreed with her. 'Miss Donne has a good soprano, the teacher ventured to say after a time. 'Ah? ejaculated the manager in a tone of very indifferent interrogation. There was a little pause. 'Lyric, observed Madame De Rosa, breaking the silence. Another pause. Schreiermeyer seemed not to have heard, and neither moved nor looked at the two.
Rushmore's gate to the stage entrance of the Opéra in something like thirty minutes without the slightest strain, and could have covered the distance in much less time if necessary. Logotheti found Schreiermeyer sitting alone in the dusk, in the stalls.
Her comrades had not seen her since she had left them in New York, and the consequence was that Signorina Baci-Roventi kissed her on both cheeks with dramatic force, and she kissed Fraeulein Ottilie on both cheeks, and Pompeo Stromboli offered himself for a like favour and had to be fought off, while Schreiermeyer looked on gravely, very much as a keeper at the Zoo watches the gambols of the animals in his charge; but Logotheti shook hands very quietly, well perceiving that his chance of pleasing her just then lay in being profoundly respectful while the professionals were overpoweringly familiar.
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