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Bordenave, in his turn, showed them how to act it about as gracefully as an elephant might have done, while Fauchery sneered and shrugged pityingly. After that Fontan put his word in, and even Bosc made so bold as to give advice. Rose, thoroughly tired out, had ended by sitting down on the chair which indicated the door.
Oh, very well, the moment the spirit of the part escaped him it would be better for all concerned that he shouldn't act it at all! "Fauchery!" shouted Bordenave once more. Thereupon the young man ran off, delighted to escape from the actor, who was wounded not a little by his prompt retreat. "Don't let's stay here," continued Bordenave. "Come this way, gentlemen."
Before accepting the part of Geraldine, which he was offering her, Nana had been anxious to see the piece, for she hesitated to play a courtesan's part a second time. She, in fact, aspired to an honest woman's part. Accordingly she was hiding in the shadows of a corner box in company with Labordette, who was managing matters for her with Bordenave.
One of them, straining forward and widening the hole with her fingers in order the better to observe things, was scanning the house beyond. "I see him," said she sharply. "Oh, what a mug!" Horrified, Bordenave had much ado not to give her a kick. But the prince smiled and looked pleased and excited by the remark.
With brisk movements she took pins out of the inexhaustible pincushion over her heart and pinned up Venus' tunic, but as she ran over all those plump nude charms with her shriveled hands, nothing was suggested to her. She was as one whom her sex does not concern. "There!" said the young woman, taking a final look at herself in the mirror. Bordenave was back again.
Just then Fauchery, who had been prowling about on the O.P. side ever since Bordenave had forbidden him the other, came and buttonholed the count in order to keep himself in countenance and offered at the same time to show him the dressing rooms.
"Now, look here," she resumed bluntly, "you're to get them to give me the part." He was dumfounded, and with a despairing gesture: "Oh, it's impossible! You yourself were saying just now that it didn't depend on me." She interrupted him with a shrug of the shoulders. "You'll just go down, and you'll tell Bordenave you want the part. Now don't be such a silly!
"Do be pleasant to Bordenave call his theater what he wishes you to, since it amuses him. And you, my dear fellow, don't keep us waiting about for nothing. If your Nana neither sings nor acts you'll find you've made a blunder, that's all. It's what I'm afraid of, if the truth be told." "A blunder! A blunder!" shouted the manager, and his face grew purple. "Must a woman know how to act and sing?
To think that he, Prulliere, the idol of the public, should play a part of only two hundred lines! "Why not make me bring in letters on a tray?" he continued bitterly. "Come, come, Prulliere, behave decently," said Bordenave, who was anxious to treat him tenderly because of his influence over the boxes. "Don't begin making a fuss. We'll find some points. Eh, Fauchery, you'll add some points?
She wanted Paul and Georges always to agree, because it would be so nice for them all three to stay like that, knowing all the time that they loved one another very much. But an extraordinary noise disturbed them: someone was snoring in the room. Whereupon after some searching they perceived Bordenave, who, since taking his coffee, must have comfortably installed himself there.
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