Zibeline — Volume 1 by marquis de Philippe Massa
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of whatever time is at your disposal, and I assure you that I never have
been so happy, nor have felt so flattered, in my life." "Second act!" came the voice of the call-boy from the corridor. "Will you return here after the fourth act?" said the actress, rising. "I shall wish to know how you find me in the great scene, and whether there is another princess de Bouillon among the audience--beware of her!" "You know very well that there is not." "Not yet, perhaps, but military men are so inconstant! By and by, Maurice!" she murmured, with a smile. "By and by, Adrienne!" Henri replied, kissing her hand. He accompanied her to the steps that led to the stage, and, lounging along the passage that ends at the head of the grand stairway, he entered the theatre and hastened to his usual seat in the third row of the orchestra. CHAPTER XII RIVAL BEAUTIES It was Tuesday, the subscription night; the auditorium was as much the more brilliant as the play was more interesting than on other nights. |
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