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"Yes, they always remain veiled," stammered Alan, though he was not referring to their faces, and as the words passed his lips he wondered what the Asika would think if she could see a ballet at a London music-hall. "Is there anything else wrong?" she went on gently. "If so, tell me that I may set it right." "I do not like cruelty or sacrifices, O Asika.
"Not 'arf" was mouthed by Sassenach comedians on the music-hall stages of Edinburgh and Glasgow, and was grinned at for what it was worth: the streets did not adopt it. Now the streets will hear it and will use it: it is one of Jock's souvenirs from his campaign.
How far the Europeanising of the country, which is having, and is bound still further to have, an effect on dramatic art, will affect the amusements of the people and their proneness for the theatre remains to be seen. There is so far nothing approaching the English music-hall in Japan. Let me express a hope that there never will be.
Let's beat it down to Soho for dinner. Or no! Now you shall lead me. Show me where you'd go for dinner. And you shall take me to a music-hall, and make me enjoy it. Now you teach me to play." "Gee! I'm afraid I don't know a single thing to teach you." "Yes, but See here! We are two lonely Western barbarians in a strange land. We'll play together for a little while.
"There's a girl in London of exceptional ability," he said. "She has appeared in a music-hall here, and she's as beautiful as a dream." "English?" asked the Greek eagerly. "Irish, which is better," said the other; "as pretty as a picture, I tell you. The men will rave about her." The Greek looked puzzled. "Does she want to go?" he asked.
Nevertheless they incessantly make a joyful noise. I can vouch for the fact that their lay is heard all day long from March to October. Before attempting to describe the familiar sound, I deem it prudent to recall to the mind of the reader the notice that once appeared in a third-rate music-hall: "The audience are respectfully requested not to throw things at the pianist. He is doing his best."
"What d'you say?" asked Crimmins, his head on one side, his small eyes calculating. The smile was still twisting Garrison's lip. "I was going to light out, anyway," he answered slowly. "I'll answer you when I say good-by to Sis." "All right. She's over there." The handlers fell back in silence as Garrison approached the filly. He was softly humming the music-hall song, "Good-by, Sis."
It was known that the singer had thoughts of cultivating his talent and of appearing on the music-hall stage; it was not unlikely that he might some day become 'the great Sam. A second song was called for and granted; a third but Mr. Coppock intimated that it did not become him to keep other talent in the background.
There is one thing in England that is free, that is spontaneous, that reminds me of the blitheness and nationalness of the Continent; but there is nothing French about it, it is wholly and essentially English, and in its communal enjoyment and its spontaneity it is a survival of Elizabethan England I mean the music-hall; the French music-hall seems to me silly, effete, sophisticated, and lacking, not in the popularity, but in the vulgarity of an English hall I will not say the Pavilion, which is too cosmopolitan, dreary French comics are heard there for preference let us say the Royal.
He spoke in a loud voice, like one who is accustomed to govern and likes to discourse; and his outline had the very form of bidding. He expressed himself admirably in our language, of which he knew the intimate graduations. I heard him saying, "These great maneuvers, after all, they're a sham. It's music-hall war, directed by scene-shifters. Hunting's better, because there's blood.
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