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Updated: May 13, 2025
I am letter perfect is it what they say? in this part as in the other; my bad English does not appear on the stage; I practise and practise always. I am to share in Miss Girond's room, and that will be good, for she is friendly to me, though sometimes a little saucy in her amusement. Already I hear that the theatre-attendant people are coming back and you when is your return?
Girond's 'business: how would you like that, Nina? whether what she does is clever or stupid, you would have to copy it? the public would expect that " "Why not?" Nina said, with a pleasant smile. "Why not? I learn. She knows more; why I not learn?"
"There's another thing, Nina? about the costume." "Yes?" she asked, innocently. "I don't know whether you would quite like but I'll show you Mlle. Girond's dress anyway then you can judge for yourself," said he. He called the waiter. He scribbled on a piece of paper, "Photograph of Mlle.
Girond's "business," and perhaps one or two chances of actually playing the part, she would be drafted into one or other of the travelling companies, and sent away through the provinces; so that any awkwardness arising from her being in the same theatre with himself, and he her only friend in England, to whom she would naturally appeal in any emergency, would thus be obviated.
Suppose we go out on the balcony, and see whether any of Miss Girond's statues are visible." They agreed to this, for they had not taken off their cloaks; so he led them along the hall and round by a smaller passage to a door which he opened; they got outside, and found themselves in the hushed, still night.
But Nina did not answer these representations; and she was mostly silent and thoughtful all the way to town. When they reached London, they had some tea at the railway-station, and she went on at once to the theatre. She was there early; Miss Burgoyne had not arrived; so Nina lingered about the corridor, listening to Mlle. Girond's pretty chatter, but not hearing very much.
"Well, Leo," she said, looking up, "you see no harm?" "Harm?" said he, boldly taking up his cue, "of course not! It isn't like any uniform that ever was known; I suppose it's Mlle. Girond's own invention; but, at all events, there's nothing to prevent any modest girl wearing it.
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