A Peep Behind the Scenes by Mrs O. F. Walton
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before that it was no amusement to her, and she felt very glad, as, one by
one, the shows were finished and the hammering ceased. But, just as she hoped that all was becoming quiet, she heard a dreadful noise at the back of the caravan. It was her father's voice, and he was in a towering passion with one of the men, who had annoyed him by neglecting to put up part of the scaffolding properly. The two men shouted at each other for some time, and a large number of people, who were strolling about amongst the shows, collected round them to see what was the matter. At length a policeman, seeing the crowd, came and ordered them off, and they were obliged to retreat inside the theatre. That night Augustus came into the caravan to smoke his pipe, and informed his wife that it was very well she was so much better, for he and Conrad had had a disagreement, and Conrad had taken his things and gone off, so of course she would have to take her part on Monday night. Rosalie looked at her mother, and Rosalie's mother looked at her, but neither of them spoke. But as soon as her father had left them for the night, Rosalie said-- 'Mammie dear, you'll _never_ be able to stand all that long, long time; I'm sure it will make you worse, mammie dear.' 'Never mind, Rosalie; it's no use telling your father, he thinks I am only complaining if I do.' 'But oh, mammie dear, what if it makes you bad again, as it did before ?' |
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