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'Or if Madame would accept to sing in one or two private houses in New York, we could ask a very great price, more than the manager would give. 'I daresay. 'It is certain, said Alphonsine. 'At the French ball to which Madame kindly allowed me to go, the valet of Mr. Van Torp approached me. 'Indeed! exclaimed Cordova absently. 'How very disagreeable!
Madame has only to lift her little finger, and kings will fall into ecstasy before her. 'That would be very amusing, said Margaret, looking at herself in the glass, and less angry with the world than she had been. 'I have never seen a king in ecstasy. 'The fault is Madame's, returned Alphonsine, possibly with truth.
But Margaret was now splashing vigorously, and as both taps were running the noise was as loud as that of a small waterfall; possibly she had not even heard the maid's last speech. Some one knocked at the door, and knocked a second time almost directly. The Primadonna pushed Alphonsine with her elbow, speaking being still impossible, and the woman understood that she was to answer the summons.
The mistress, well known as "La belle Alphonsine," came smiling to the threshold, and held out her hand to the two ladies who hesitated to take the high step. Some strangers were already at breakfast under a tent by a grass-plot shaded by apple trees Parisians, who had come from Etretat; and from the house came sounds of voices, laughter, and the clatter of plates and pans.
He had a sad face and deep-set grey eyes. He led the way without speaking, and Cordova walked quickly after him. Alphonsine did not follow, for she was responsible for the belongings that lay about in the dressing-room. The other doors on the women's side, which is on the stage left and the audience's right at the Opera, were all tightly closed.
Alphonsine spoke again when she was sure that her mistress could not possibly answer her. 'Mr. Van Torp's valet asked me whether I thought Madame would be willing to sing in church, at the wedding, the day after to-morrow, she said, holding the Primadonna's back hair firmly. The head moved energetically under her hands. Margaret would certainly not sing at Mr.
'If Madame would appear three times more in New York, before sailing, the manager would give ten thousand francs a night, she observed. Margaret said nothing to this, but she thought it would be amusing to show herself to an admiring public in her present condition. 'Madame is now a heroine, continued Alphonsine, behind her. 'Madame can ask anything she pleases.
Several milliardaires will now offer to marry Madame. 'Alphonsine, answered Margaret, 'you have no sense. The maid smiled, knowing that her mistress could not see even the reflection of the smile in the glass; but she said nothing. 'No sense, Margaret repeated, with conviction. 'None at all' The maid allowed a few seconds to pass before she spoke again.
Margaret stood upright, turned quickly, and crossed the room to the door, mopping her face with a towel. 'Who is it? she asked in an anxious tone. 'I'm Griggs, said a deep voice. 'Come at once, if you can, for the poor girl cannot last long. 'One minute! Don't go away I'm coming out. Alphonsine never lost her head. A theatrical dresser who does is of no use.
She went to her own room before meeting them, and she sighed as she stood before the tall looking-glass for a moment after taking off her coat and hat. In pulling out the hat-pins her hair had almost come down, and Alphonsine proposed to do it over again, but Margaret was impatient. 'Give me something a veil, or anything, she said impatiently. 'They are waiting for me.
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