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Loge shrugged his shoulders, and said with a sneer: "A second, eh? We seem to be doing a great deal of arranging for a very small amount of fighting." "I suggest," said Wilton Barnstable, "that a night's rest would be quite in order for both principals." Loge broke in quickly, with studied insolence: "I object to the delay. Mr. Cleggett might find some excuse for changing his mind overnight.
"Looks like a theater off the Strand! And there's an orange-girl! A dusky Peggy!" The vehicle of the nobleman drew up before the brilliantly-lighted entrance. Mincingly, the marquis dismounted, assisted by the valet; within he was met by a loge director who, with the airs of a Chesterfield, bowed the people in and out. "Your ticket, sir!" said this courteous individual, scraping unusually low.
She protested a deep admiration for Tom. Cosette and Loulou and Tom had held several colloquies, in incomprehensible French that raced like a mill-stream over a weir, with acquaintances who accosted them on the promenade or in the stalls, and at length Tom and Loulou had left the 'loge' for a few minutes in order to accept the hospitality of friends in the great hall at the back of the auditorium.
She had expected him to wear a cordon and a star some day acquiring them with the greatest promptitude and then to come and see her in her loge: it would look so particularly well.
Among the subscription seats in the orchestra sat the Baron de Samoreau, the notary Durand, treasurer of the Industrial Orphan Asylum; the aide-de-camp of General Lenaieff, beside his friend the Marquis de Prerolles. One large box, the first proscenium loge on the right, was still unoccupied when the curtain rose on the second act.
The theater is entirely lighted by wax candles, of which there must have been thousands, and all the scenery belonging to the play was sent especially from Paris. Their Majesties sat in the center of the Imperial Loge, and the lady guests and the most important gentlemen, according to their rank, were placed beside and behind them.
He frowned in a puzzled fashion, and then said: "You talk about my men; you speak riddles to me; you appear to threaten me, but after all I have only made you a plain business proposition. I ask you again, what will you take for her?" "She's not for sale," said Cleggett shortly. Loge did not speak again for a moment.
Cleggett, with an oath and never stopping to reflect that it was perhaps just the sort of action which Pierre hoped to provoke grasped his cane with the intention of laying it across the fellow's shoulders half a dozen times, come what might, and leaving the place. But at that instant the door from the office opened and the man whom he knew only as Loge entered the room.
Loge stopped playing with the spoon and looked searchingly into Cleggett's face. Then he said: "I will. Turn her over to me the way she was the day you bought her, and I'll give you $5,000." Cleggett fumbled with his fingers in a waistcoat pocket, drew out the torn piece of counterfeit money which he had taken from the dead hand, and flung it on the table.
He gave counsel to Wotan which followed must create difficulties from which the god could deliver himself only by an injustice; and this injustice Loge seems clearly to have recognised from the first as the beginning of the end of the strength of the gods. The subtle Loge is more widely awake than Wotan to the "power not ourselves which makes for righteousness."
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