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Marrier, now back at the table after a successful expedition, beamed over his ice: "It was your 'Constance' that led to your friendship with the Countess of Chell, wasn't it, Ra-ose? You know," he turned to Edward Henry, "Miss Euclid and the Countess are virry intimate." "Yes, I know," said Edward Henry. Rose Euclid continued to blush. Her agitated hand scratched the back of the chair behind her.
"I hope," said Edward Henry to Carlo Trent, "that this money-making play is reserved for the new theatre?" "Utterly," said Carlo Trent. "With Miss Euclid in the principal part?" "Rather!" sang Mr. Marrier. "Rather!" "I shall never, never appear at any other theatre, Mr. Machin!" said Rose, with tragic emotion, once more feeling with her fingers along the back of her chair.
E.H. Machin's acting manager and technical adviser. Edward Henry could trace the hand of Marrier in all the paragraphs. Marrier had lost no time. Mrs. Machin, senior, came into the drawing-room just as he was adjusting the "Tannhäuser" overture to the mechanician. The piece was one of his major favourites. "This is no place for you, my lad," said Mrs. Machin, grimly, glancing round the room.
As long as it keeps up it means a profit of getting on for two hundred a naight!" "But, dash it, man, the house only holds two hundred and thirty." "But my good sir," said Marrier, "they're paying ten shillings a piece to stand up in the dress-circle." Edward Henry dropped into a chair at the desk. A telegram was lying there, addressed to himself. "What's this?" he demanded. "Just cam."
"At what salary, if it isn't a rude question?" "Oh! We haven't settled details yet. You see the theatre isn't built yet." "True!" said Edward Henry. "I was forgetting! I was thinking for the moment that the theatre was all ready and going to be opened to-morrow night with 'The Orient Pearl. Have you had much experience of managing theatres, Mr. Marrier? I suppose you have."
Marrier so ably says, it's all right. Now I understand if I go into this affair I can count on you absolutely, and also on Mr. Trent's services." He tried to talk as if he had been diplomatizing with actresses and poets all his life. "A absolutely!" said Rose. And Mr. Carlo Trent nodded. "You Iscariots!" Edward Henry addressed them, in the silence of the brain, behind his smile. "You Iscariots!"
Marrier," Edward Henry turned on him, determined if he could to eliminate the optimism from that beaming face. "Any friend of Miss Euclid's is welcome here, but you've already talked about this theatre as 'ours, and I just want to know where you come in." "Where I come in?" Marrier smiled, absolutely unperturbed. "Miss Euclid has appointed me general manajah."
He managed everything and everybody except Edward Henry, and except the press-agent, a functionary whose conviction of his own indispensability and importance was so sincere that even Marrier shared it and left him alone in his Bismarckian operations. The press-agent, who sang in musical comedy chorus at night, knew that if the Regent Theatre succeeded it would be his doing and his alone.
He thought: "I've often and often wanted to see her again. And now I'm having tea with her!" And he was happy. "Have you got that list, Mr. Harrier?" she asked, in her low and thrilling voice. So saying, she raised her eyebrows in expectation a delicious effect, especially behind her half-raised white veil. Mr. Marrier produced a document. "But that's my list!" said Edward Henry. "Your list?"
Indeed, Edward Henry was surprised at the number of famous people who seemed to have nothing to do but attend advertising rituals at midnight or thereabouts. Sir John Pilgrim had, as Marrier predicted, attended to the advertisements. But Edward Henry had helped. And on the day itself the evening newspapers had taken the bit between their teeth and run off with the affair at a great pace.
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