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Updated: June 12, 2025
Warmer faces were these that swam before him, faces fuller of the joy of life. The devil take all stuck-up little saints! About eleven o'clock, when the great ballet of Venetia was over, Leonard hurried round to the stage-door, saluted the door-keeper with a friendly smile and a sixpence, and sent in his card to Miss Gladys Wynne, on the chance that she might have no supper engagement.
I have something to tell you. Laverick gave the boy a shilling for himself and suddenly forgot that he was tired. He changed his clothes, whistling softly to himself all the time. At eleven o'clock, he was at the stage-door of the Universal Theatre, waiting in a taxicab.
The scene did not end within the walls of the theatre; for a crowd of the most enthusiastic rushed from all parts of the house to the stage-door, and, as soon as her sedan came out, escorted it with loud acclamations to the Palazzo Barbaja, and renewed their salutations as the charming vocalist ascended the steps." Mme.
I'll never speak to him again; he shall edit my paper no more. To-night I'll give him the dirty kick-out." Mike remained the topic of conversation until Lottie said "Good Lord, I must be 'getting' it is past seven o'clock." Frank paid her modest bill, and still discussing Mike, they walked to the stage-door.
The Duchess, sailing in at the stage-door, had paused at the letter-box to see if Cuthbert, her faithful auto-salesman, had sent her a good-luck telegram.
"There are so many of the girls who would only be too pleased to go with him," Zoe continued, in a terrified undertone. "I can't think why he bothers me." "I can," Laverick muttered. "Let's forget about the brute." But the dinner was already spoiled for Zoe, so Laverick paid the bill a few minutes later, and walked across to the stage-door of the theatre with her.
But to-day as she passed the main entrance and made her way through a side-passage to the stage-door, she tingled with a keener thrill than she had ever felt before. "Is Miss Smelts here?" she asked a man who was going in as she did. "Smelts?" he repeated. "What does she do?" "She dances." He shook his head. "Nobody here by that name," he said, and hurried on.
You won't mind my running away? I'm on in the first scene. There is Mrs. Grey waiting for you you must go and get something to eat and when you come back, call at the stage-door, and you'll find an envelope waiting for you, with two places in it the dress circle, if it can be managed, for I want you to be some distance away from the orchestra. Good-bye, Nina!" She held his hand for a moment.
Shiffney drew up at the stage-door in a smart white motor-car. She was accompanied by a very tall and big man, with a robust air of self-confidence, and a face that was clean-shaven and definitely American. "I don't suppose they've begun yet," she said, as she got out and walked slowly across the pavement, warmly wrapped up in a marvellous black sable coat. "Have you got your card, Jonson?"
But you must pluck up courage and check the Baillie. We must put up a rehearsal to-morrow for these lines. Now listen, Montgomery, and tell me how it reads. 'Rehearsal to-morrow at twelve for all those in the front scene of the Cloches, cried the stage-door keeper to half-a-dozen girls as they pushed past him.
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