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"It is Mademoiselle de Vermont, then, who inspires you with this apprehension," said the General, smiling. "Well, yes, it is she!" "What childishness! Lenaieff will tell you that I have never even looked at her." "Last night, perhaps but to-day?" "We exchanged no more than a dozen words." "But the more I think of her visit to the greenroom, the more inexplicable it appears to me."
Non est hic locus! Good-bye!" "Good-bye, your Excellency," replied Pichereau with forced politeness. Vaudrey drew Lissac away, saying with a suppressed laugh: "Oh! oh! the Quaker! He has laid down his portfolio, but he has kept the key to the greenroom, it seems." "It would appear," replied Guy, "that the door leading into the greenroom may open to scenes of consolation for fallen greatness.
Three-quarters of an hour later, as, the audience was leaving the theatre, M. Desvanneaux recounted to whoever chose to listen that Mademoiselle de Vermont had passed the whole of the last 'entr'acte' in the greenroom corridor, in a friendly chat with Eugenie Gontier. By PHILIPPE DE MASSA When the prefectoral axe of the Baron Haussmann hewed its way through the Faubourg St.
Up, and with Sir Denis Gawden, who called me, to White Hall, and there to wait on the Duke of York with the rest of my brethren, which we did a little in the King's Greenroom, while the King was in Council: and in this room we found my Lord Bristoll walking alone; which, wondering at, while the Council was sitting, I was answered that, as being a Catholique, he could not be of the Council, which I did not consider before.
There is something of a child about her. Her eyes opened wide in exquisite wonder when I told her what I thought of her performance, and she seemed quite unconscious of her power. I think we were both rather nervous. The old Jew stood grinning at the door-way of the dusty greenroom, making elaborate speeches about us both, while we stood looking at each other like children.
"But!" said he gayly, "to fall from power is nothing, provided one falls into the arms of ballet-girls." Molina burst out laughing ... when he ran his eye over the list and found accompanying the names of ballet-dancers and members of the chorus, the distinguished particles of some habitués. Madame Marsy was awaiting Guy de Lissac's return from the greenroom.
Without a second thought, I read that portion of the letter in the greenroom, and the laughter had scarcely died away when that admirable actor, but perfectly fiendish player of tricks, Louis James, was going quietly from actor to actor arranging for the downfall of A. Fix.
"His Excellency is in the manager's box, monsieur!" answered the servant civilly. "Thank you, Louis!" And as the visitor turned to go up the narrow stairway leading to the greenroom, the servant wrote down in the running-hand of a clerk, upon the printed sheet: Monsieur Guy de Lissac.
"It is a chant hummed by the negro woodcutters of Louisiana as they tramp homeward in the evening. It is pretty, isn't it?" "It's a rum thing," said one they called the Prince, though Alpheus Richmond was the name by which his godmother knew him. "But who's the gentleman behind the scenes in the greenroom?" As he said this he looked or tried to look knowingly at Mrs.
The captain, who was very finely dressed, and, like us, carried a cane but no sword, allowed impatience to show upon his usually serene countenance: evidently he was unused to waiting in such a place, and I wondered why he did not make free of the greenroom instead of doing so.
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