English name upon her.

So she went to London.

The experiment, however, had not proved an unmitigated success. At
first she and her company did obtain a few engagements at one or two of
the minor theatres, to give representations of some of the French classical
comedies in the original language.

But these never quite became the fashion. The feeling against France and
all her doings was far too keen in that very set, which Demoiselle
Candeille had desired to captivate with her talents, to allow of the
English jeunesse doree to flock and see Moliere played in French, by a
French troupe, whilst Candeille's own compatriots resident in England
had given her but scant support.

One section of these--the aristocrats and emigres--looked upon the
actress who was a friend of all the Jacobins in Paris as nothing better than
canaille. They sedulously ignored her presence in this country, and
snubbed her whenever they had an opportunity.

The other section--chiefly consisting of agents and spies of the
Revolutionary Government--she would gladly have ignored. They had at
first made a constant demand on her purse, her talents and her time: then
she grew tired of them, and felt more and more chary of being identified
with a set which was in such ill-odour with that very same jeunesse doree
whom Candeille had desired to please.

In her own country she was and always had been a good republican:
Marat had given her her first start in life by his violent praises of her