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Henry having "done his bit" and put on hat and coat to leave the theater, Fussie thought the end of the performance must have come; the stage had no further sanctity for him, and he ran across it to the stage door barking! John Drew and Maude Adams were playing "A Pair of Lunatics."
Perhaps it was because Henry wore armor in one act and Fussie may have barked his shins against it. Perhaps it was the firing off of the guns; but more probably it was because the play once got him into trouble. As a rule Fussie had the most wonderful sense of the stage, and at rehearsal would skirt the edge of it, but never cross it.
HORACE: For the love o' Pete, what's the joke? My idea of nowhere to go for a laugh. DORIS: Now, Horace, don't you tell. Fussie! Make him stop. HORACE: My dad's around here showing the college off to a politician. DORIS: Horace! You're just horrid. HORACE: Sure I'm horrid. That's the way I want to be. 'To Eben You are the idol of my dreams I worship from afar. What is this?
But gee Lincoln oughta been more careful what he said. Ignorant people don't know how to take such things. FEJEVARY: Want to take a look through the rest of the library? The whole thing is fairly bursting its shell. FUSSIE: Sure? DORIS: Well, are they here? And I saw them, I tell you they went up to science. DORIS: What if they do? We're only looking at a book.
At Detroit the manager of the hotel said that dogs were against the rules. Being very tired Henry let Fussie go to the stables for the night, and sent Walter to look after him. The next morning he sent for the manager. "Yours is a very old-fashioned hotel, isn't it?" "Yes, sir, very old and ancient." "Got a good chef?
Fussie, nosing and nudging after the sandwich, fell through and was killed instantly. When they brought up the dog after the performance, every man took his hat off.... Henry was not told until the end of the play. He took it so very quietly that I was frightened, and said to his son Laurence who was on that tour: "Do let's go to his hotel and see how he is."
We drove there and found him sitting eating his supper with the poor dead Fussie, who would never eat supper any more, curled up in his rug on the sofa. Henry was talking to the dog exactly as if it were alive. The next day he took Fussie back in the train with him to London, covered with a coat. He is buried in the dogs' cemetery, Hyde Park. His death made an enormous difference to Henry.
"My dear Fussie gave me a terrible shock on Sunday night. When we got in, J , Hatton, and I dined at the Cafe Royal. I told Walter to bring Fussie there. He did, and Fussie burst into the room while the waiter was cutting some mutton, when, what d'ye think one bound at me another instantaneous bound at the mutton, and from the mutton nothing would get him until he'd got his plateful.
SENATOR: A master of English! I am glad, young woman, that you value this book. FUSSIE: Oh yes, I'm awfully fond of it. SENATOR: I am interested in you young people of Morton College. FUSSIE: That's so good of you. SENATOR: What is your favourite study? SENATOR: Morton College is coming on very fast, I understand. FUSSIE: Oh yes, it's getting more and more of the right people.
DORIS: Keep an eye out, Fussie. I tell you, they're coming! DORIS: Horace, come on. At sound of voices, they run off, right. This man Holden stands in the way. FEJEVARY: I'm going to have a talk with Professor Holden this afternoon. This is Senator Lewis, Madeline. I suppose this is a great day for you. MADELINE: Why I don't know.
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