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Aubray," so subversive of general social feeling, and thereby to experience fully the great dramatic moment in each play, there had to go the effect of innumerable small impulses. And to realize some situations is even beyond the scope of a play's development. It is an acute remark of Mr.
"Ridiculous ass!" said Gilbert. "Well, if you say his play's the worst that's ever been put on any stage, what do you expect him to do? Fall on your neck and say, 'Bless you, brother!? You might try to be kinder to them, Farlow, and do for the love of God remember the advertisement manager. If you could get the human note in your stuff!..." "The what?" "The human note.
Alloyd, low and cautiously, with a somewhat shamed grin, "between you and me I think the play's bosh." "Come, come!" Edward Henry murmured as if in protest. The word "bosh" was almost the first word of the discussion which he had comprehended, and the honest familiar sound of it did him good. Nevertheless, keeping his presence of mind, he had forborne to welcome it openly.
Sally..." Gerald paused, and Sally saw that he was electric with suppressed excitement. "Sally, the play's going to be put on!" Sally gave a little gasp. She had lived this moment in anticipation for weeks. She had always known that sooner or later this would happen. She had read his plays over and over again, and was convinced that they were wonderful.
"Come, Puss, the play's out, it's time for you an' Granny to be snug at home." I laughed. Why, there was not one of these women or men crowding by, the very black beggar holding your horse, who had not a home, a child to touch, to love them, not one. And I I had my Self. I had developed that. I pulled the cloak closer about me and went down the pavement.
He has no place there, or in your life and no more have any of the incidents that led up to him. You've had a very bad time of it, poor little girl, and now " "Oh, I haven't," I exclaimed. "I've been happier than ever before in my life. That is I it was all so novel, and like a play " "Well, now the play's over," Jack broke in, pitying my evident embarrassment.
I only remember one moment when his intensity concentrated itself in a straightforward unmistakable emotion, without side-current or back water. It was when he said: The play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King and, as the curtain came down, was seen to be writing madly on his tablets against one of the pillars. "0 God, that I were a writer!"
"I see your play's going to be produced at the end of the month," said Barbara, waving her hand towards a paper on the opposite seat. "Are you coming with me to the first night?" he asked. "Of course!" She watched the departure of the old lady with ill-suppressed eagerness. "Thank goodness, she's gone! What is it, Eric? Why did you want to see me like this?"
No probable reader will need to be reminded that the line which I have perhaps unnecessarily italicised appears also as the last verse in the ninety-fourth of those "sugared sonnets" which we know were in circulation about the time of this play's first appearance among Shakespeare's "private friends"; in other words, which enjoyed such a kind of public privacy or private publicity as one or two among the most eminent English poets of our own day have occasionally chosen for some part of their work, to screen it for awhile as under the shelter and the shade of crepuscular laurels, till ripe for the sunshine or the storm of public judgment.
He transhipped from a coasting steamer in the West Indies and we've temporarily lost track of him, but he's left his hunting-ground. What do you reckon that means? 'It means, Blenkiron continued solemnly, 'that Ivery thinks the game's nearly over. The play's working up for the big climax ... And that climax is going to be damnation for the Allies, unless we get a move on. 'Right, I said.
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