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Moreover, the order of the two speeches which follow must be transposed. The optics of the stage require it." The rehearsal was interrupted. Romilly caught sight of Durville who, in a recess, was telling racy stories. "Durville, you can go. The second act will not be rehearsed to-day." Before leaving, the old actor went up to Nanteuil, to press her hand.
No one, not even he himself, was greatly concerned about it. I was in Europe at the time." "And since then he has never reappeared?" "Never." Nanteuil looked at him, disappointed. "I thought he had come when he was dead. But since he was in prison you certainly could not have seen him in your house. You only thought you saw him."
Being "a would-be literary bloke," I murmured "Scottish"; being tired I forgot it from the moment after I saw it until now. There was no rest at Nanteuil. I took the Artillery Staff Captain round the brigades on my carrier, and did not get back until 10. A bit of hot stew and a post-card from home cheered me. I managed a couple of hours' sleep. We turned out about 3, the morning of September 2nd.
It was with some difficulty that Septimus was persuaded to consign his carpet-bag to the custody of the hall-porter. "If it wasn't a Nanteuil," he explained in a whisper to his friend, "I should have no hesitation; for I am sure the man is honest and in every way to be relied upon. But a Nanteuil ad vivum Jack. There are none like him. It is priceless."
Nanteuil, sitting in her box, felt uneasy at the thought that Chevalier was close at hand. For the last two days, since the night on which he had uttered his obscure threats, she had not seen him again and the fear with which he had inspired her still possessed her. "Félicie, if you wish to prevent a tragedy, I advise you not to see Ligny again." What did those words portend?
Robert de Ligny took a cigarette from his case. "May I?" And he moved toward the lighted candle on the dressing-table. Nanteuil, who never took her eyes off him, saw beneath his moustache, red and light as flame, his lips, ruddy in the candlelight, drawing in and puffing out the smoke. She felt a slight warmth in her ears.
"Are you pleased with the play, Master?" Nanteuil asked him. And the Master, who had no eyes for anything but bones, tendons and muscles, replied: "Yes, indeed, mademoiselle; yes, indeed! I see over there a little creature, little Midi, whose shoulder attachment is a jewel." He outlined it with his thumb. Tears welled up into his eyes. Chevalier asked if he might enter the box.
The scene was an actress's dressing-room at the Odéon. Félicie Nanteuil, her hair powdered, with blue on her eyelids, rouge on her cheeks and ears, and white on her neck and shoulders, was holding out her foot to Madame Michon, the dresser, who was fitting on a pair of little black slippers with red heels. Dr.
"Men," he said, "respect death, since they rightly believe that, if it is respectable to die, every one is assured of being respectable in that, at least." The actors were excitedly discussing Chevalier's death. Durville, mysteriously, and in a deep voice, disclosed the tragedy: "It is not a case of suicide. It is a crime of passion. Monsieur de Ligny surprised Chevalier with Nanteuil.
A correspondent at Nanteuil, September 12, thus described the capture of a German ammunition column while the Germans were feeling their way toward Paris: "The seven-kilometer column was winding its way along Crepy-en-Valois when General Pan sent cavalry and artillery to intercept it. The column was too weakly guarded to cope with the attack, and so was captured and destroyed.
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