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About a hundred pounds or so on the first performances ... and then there's the London season ... and of course if the play's a great success, we shall make our fortune. But I think we can reckon on a hundred pounds anyhow. I don't want to expect too much. Why do you ask?" "Well, I'm getting anxious about money. You see, dear, you haven't earned much since we got married, have you?"
"The play's on the other side, the crowd's on the other side, all the fun's on the other side, and I am on this side with nothing more lively than you, you little shivering idiot, for company." Poppy St. John drew the spaniel's long silky ears through her fingers slowly.
Under cover of the confusion, Grace and her three friends slipped out of the library. "'The play's the thing," quoted Nora, "and me for it." "That is for the judges to decide," said Jessica sagely. "Perhaps they won't even look at you." "Do you think any one could see my Irish countenance and fail to be impressed?" demanded Nora.
The pomp and pageantry of the drama are Egyptian and ancient; the play's natural and artificial environment is Egyptian and ancient; two bits of its music are Oriental, possibly Egyptian, and not impossibly ancient. But in everything else "Aida" is an Italian opera.
"Here's at you again," said O'Leary, regardless of the laughter, and covering three or four numbers with his jetons. Round went the ball once more, and once more he lost. "Look now, divil a lie in it, he makes them go wherever he pleases. I'll take a turn now at the tables; fair play's a jewel and we'll see how you'll get on."
"There wasn't room; as anyone can see that's got eyes in his head. Didn't the youngster turn out at all?" "Yes," snapped Holden, not relishing the other's free speech. "Then it seems you were the one that would not turn out. If you had been a leetle more accommodating, this accident couldn't have happened. Fair play's my motto. If a feller meets you halfway, it's all you have a right to expect.
The girls think they're keen to go, but it's a case of hypnotism. She wants a thing, and in some curious way, known only to herself, she gives others the impression that they are wanting it frantically." "I've noticed that," said I. "Oh, you have? Well, she's a wonderful woman. I daren't dwell upon the things she's got out of me already, or ask myself what she'll get before the play's finished.
They sank to rest quickly, but he felt it to be long before he could back away, before he could, in his turn, seize the manager by the arm and cry huskily "Has it really gone REALLY?" Mr. Loder looked at him hard and replied after an instant: "The play's all right!" Wayworth hung upon his lips. "Then what's all wrong?" "We must do something to Miss Grey." "What's the matter with her?"
Her open coat slipped backwards on her shoulders so that it stood out on each side like a cloak worn by a romantic actor striding across the stage to the play's climax. The ultimate meaning of her expression could be no other than insolence, for it gave sign of some preoccupation so strong that the only force which could hold her back from speaking of it could be contempt for her hearer.
Whether or not he thought something of the sort might happen, I don't know, but he gave me these ten guineas which he wants you to take to his wife. It won't do, however, for you to stay longer here, unless you wish to go back and be flogged to a certainty for attempting to desert. I'd advise you to cut and run this very night. Now, lad, fair play's a jewel.
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