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Updated: May 6, 2025
At the foot of the stairs he was heard remarking to Fontan in his boozy voice: "I pulverized him, eh?" He was alluding to the prince. In Nana's dressing room none now remained save His Highness, the count and the marquis. Bordenave had withdrawn with Barillot, whom he advised not to knock without first letting Madame know.
"Barillot, why don't they begin?" "It's Monsieur Bosc that has disappeared," replied Barillot, who was acting as second stage manager. Then there arose a tempest, and everybody shouted for Bosc while Bordenave swore. "Always the same thing, by God! It's all very well ringing for 'em: they're always where they've no business to be. And then they grumble when they're kept till after four o'clock."
It's too bad to make me play that fellow Saint-Firmin; why, it's a regular failure! And then what a style it's written in, my dears! It'll fall dead flat, you may be sure." But just then Simonne, who had been chatting with Father Barillot, came back breathless and announced: "By the by, talking of Nana, she's in the house." "Where, where?" asked Clarisse briskly, getting up to look for her.
"Monsieur Steiner has gone away to the Loiret," said Barillot, preparing to return to the neighborhood of the stage. "I expect he's gone to buy a country place in those parts." "Ah yes, I know, Nana's country place." Mignon had grown suddenly serious. Oh, that Steiner! He had promised Rose a fine house in the old days! Well, well, it wouldn't do to grow angry with anybody.
Though invisible, the presence of the public could be felt, even in the silences. "There's something open," said Nana sharply, and with that she tightened the folds of her fur cloak. "Do look, Barillot. I bet they've just opened a window. Why, one might catch one's death of cold here!"
Meanwhile actors were chatting at the back of the stage while awaiting their cues. Little by little they had raised their voices. "Confound it, will you be silent?" howled Bordenave, raging up and down in his chair. "I can't hear a word. Go outside if you want to talk; WE are at work. Barillot, if there's any more talking I clap on fines all round!" They were silent for a second or two.
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