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She was like an acrobat poised on a slippery ball if he should touch her she would topple over. He passed her door three times and he thought of her three hundred. This was the hour at which he most regretted that Mrs. Alsager had not come back for he had called at her house only to learn that she was still at Torquay.
"But that's a totally different part of the business, and altogether secondary." "But of course you want to be acted?" "Of course I do but it's a sudden descent. I want to intensely, but I'm sorry I want to." "It's there indeed that the difficulties begin," said Mrs. Alsager, a little off her guard. "How can you say that? It's there that they end!" "Ah, wait to see where they end!"
Alsager occupied so completely the ground of possession that she would have been condemned to inaction had it not been for the principle of giving. He admired his wife, though she bore no children, and liked her to have other tastes than his, as that seemed to give a greater acreage to their life.
He was at last able to leave England for three or four months; he went to Germany to pay a visit long deferred to his mother and sisters. Shortly before the time he had fixed for his return he received from Mrs. Alsager a telegram consisting of the words: "Loder wishes see you putting Nona instant rehearsal."
Wayworth was sceptical he had seen Miss Violet Grey, who was terribly itinerant, in a dozen theatres but only in one aspect. Nona Vincent had a dozen aspects, but only one theatre; yet with what a feverish curiosity the young man promised himself to watch the actress on the morrow! Talking the matter over with Mrs. Alsager now seemed the very stuff that rehearsal was made of.
He had his limitations, his perversities, but the finest parts of him were the most alive, and he was restless and sincere. It is however the impression he produced on Mrs. Alsager that most concerns us: she thought him not only remarkably good-looking but altogether original. There were some usual bad things he would never do too many prohibitive puddles for him in the short cut to success.
Alsager was different she declared that she had been struck not a little by some of her tones. The girl was interesting in the thing at the "Legitimate," and Mr. Loder, who had his eye on her, described her as ambitious and intelligent. She wanted awfully to get on and some of those ladies were so lazy!
"She's in love with you," the actress said, after he had made a show of ignorance; "doesn't that tell you anything?" He blushed redder still than Mrs. Alsager had made him blush, but replied, quickly enough and very adequately, that hundreds of women were naturally dying for him. "Oh, I don't care, for you're not in love with HER!" the girl continued. "Did she tell you that too?"
They're exactly your play, and have nothing in common with such a life as mine. However," Mrs. Alsager went on, "her behaviour was natural for HER, and not only natural, but, it seems to me, thoroughly beautiful and noble.
"I like her because YOU made her!" she exclaimed with a laugh, moving again away from her companion. Wayworth laughed still louder. "You made her a little yourself. I've thought of her as looking like you." "She ought to look much better," said Mrs. Alsager. "No, certainly, I shouldn't do what SHE does." "Not even in the same circumstances?" "I should never find myself in such circumstances.
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