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Then I tried Joan of Arc and Charlotte Corday. The public forced me back to The Baroness Telka, and to wealth and great fame; and then I read your little book, which seemed directed straight to me, and I asked Hugh to write you now you have the 'story of me life. I have had no struggle since only hard work and great acclaim." She faced her mother with a proud smile. Then her face darkened.
"There are your words all counting for nothing." And she rose and walked out to her brother and her manager, determined that no sign of her suffering and despair should be written upon her face. The day dragged wearily forward, and when Westervelt came in with a sorrowful tale of diminishing demand for seats she gave her consent to a return to Baroness Telka on the following Monday morning.
That is the reason I dreaded to go back and see you to-night. If you were seeking praise of your own proper self, the sincerity of this compliment is unquestionable. I ought to say, 'I hope my words to-night did not disturb you, but I will not, for I hope to see you speedily drop all such hideous characters as The Baroness Telka.
Helen patted her mother's hand. "We have one loyal supporter, Mr. Douglass." "Ye've many more, if the truth were known," said the old mother, stoutly, for she liked young Douglass. "I believe that," cried Helen. "Did you consider that as I change my rôles and plays I must also, to a large extent, change my audience? The people who like me as Baroness Telka are amazed and angered by your play.
"There are a thousand little ingénues who can play acceptably this goody-goody Enid, but the best of them would be lost in the large folds of your cloak in The Baroness Telka." Only one wrote in almost unmeasured praise, and his words, so well chosen, salved the smarting wounds of the dramatist.
On the night before his appointment she played The Baroness Telka, a lurid, lustful, remorseless woman a creature with a vampire's heart and the glamour of Helen of Troy a woman whose cheeks were still round and smooth, but whose eyes were alight with the flame of insanity a frightful, hungry, soulless wretch.
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