"
"Miss Burgoyne?"
But here the door of Miss Burgoyne's room was suddenly opened, and the
voice of the young lady herself was heard, in unmistakably angry tones:
"Oh, bother your headache! I suppose it was your headache made you split
my blue jacket in two, and I suppose it was your headache made you smash
my brooch last night--I wonder what some women were born for!" And
therewithal the charming Grace Mainwaring made her appearance; and not a
word--hardly a look--did the indignant small lady choose to bestow on
either Lionel or Nina as she brushed by them on her way up to the wings.
Yes, here he was in the theatre again, with all its trivial distractions
and interests, and also its larger excitements and ambitions and
rewards, not the least of which was the curious fascination he found in
holding a great audience hushed and enthralled, listening breathlessly
to every far-reaching, passionate note. Then his reappearance on the
stage brought him a renewal of all the friendly little attentions and
hospitalities that had been interrupted by his leaving for Scotland; for
if certain of his fashionable acquaintance were still away at their
country houses, there were plenty of others who had returned to town.
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