Now tell me about
yourself," she suddenly said. "I hope the constant work and the long and
depressing winter have not told on you. It must have been very
unpleasant getting home so late at night during the fogs."
He would rather she had continued talking about the far Aivron and the
Geinig; he did not care to come back to the theatre and Kate Burgoyne.
"One gets used to everything, I suppose," he said.
"But still it must be gratifying to you to be in so successful a
piece--to be aware of the delight you are giving, evening after evening,
to so many people," Miss Honnor reminded him. "By the way, how is the
pretty Italian girl--the young lady you said you had known in Naples?"
"She has left the New Theatre," he said, not lifting his eyes.
"Oh, really. Then I'm sure that must have been unfortunate for the
operetta; for she had such a beautiful voice--she sang so
exquisitely--and besides that there was go much refinement and grace in
everything she did. I remember mother was so particularly struck with
her; we have often spoken of her since; her manner on the stage was so
charming--so gentle and graceful--it had a curious fascination that was
irresistible.
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