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The captain was a fishy-eyed Norwegian who somehow had fallen into possession of a complete Shakespeare, which he never read, and Martin had washed his clothes for him and in return been permitted access to the precious volumes.
Bond knew he had got a good voice, so he asked Lee what was wrong. 'What's wrong? shouts Lee. 'Do you think I hire a chorus to show up my principals?" "Having regard to the company present," commented the fishy-eyed gentleman, "I consider that anecdote as distinctly lacking in tact." The feeling of the company appeared to be with the fish-eyed young man.
Hodgson even looked up from his letters; the orchestra was playing out of time; the author of the English version and the leading lady exchanged glances. Three people only appeared not to be enjoying themselves: the chief comedian, the stage manager and the fishy-eyed young gentleman himself, who pursued his labours methodically and conscientiously.
"I am only doing what I was told to do," answered the fishy-eyed young gentleman; and nobody could say that he was not. "Take a circus, and run him as a side-show," counselled our comedian. "I am afraid he would never be any good as a side-show," replied Mr. Hodgson, who was reading letters.
The fishy-eyed young gentleman was explaining the age at which he thought decayed chorus singers ought, in justice to themselves and the public, to retire from the profession; the massive gentleman, the age and size at which he thought parcels of boys ought to be learning manners across their mother's knee. Mr.
In another moment he would have disappeared from view. There came a voice from the gallery, clear, distinct, pathetic with entreaty: "Don't go. Get behind a tree." The request was instantly seconded by a roar of applause from every part of the house, followed by laughter. From that point onward the house was chiefly concerned with the fortunes of the fishy-eyed young gentleman.
Landing in search of milk and water, I was taken by one of them in a lumbersome skiff a short distance up the creek, and presented to his family. They are genuine "crackers," of the coarsest type tall, lean, sallow, fishy-eyed, with tow-colored hair, an ungainly gait, barefooted, and in nondescript clothing all patches and tatters.
"That is a very unkind remark," replied the fishy-eyed young gentleman, evidently hurt, "to make to a gentleman who is doing his best." Mr. Hodgson behind his letters was laughing. "Poor fellow," he murmured; "I suppose he can't help it. Go on." "We are not producing a pantomime, you know," urged our comedian. "I want to give him a chance, poor devil," explained Mr. Hodgson in a lower voice.
The fishy-eyed young man became one of our regular guests. Dan won his heart by never laughing at him. "I like talking to you," said the fishy-eyed young man one afternoon to Dan. "You don't go into fits of laughter when I remark that it has been a fine day; most people do. Of course, on the stage I don't mind. I know I am a funny little devil. I get my living by being a funny little devil.
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