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the voice of the city-第44章

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command to enter she did so; with something of a

tired flutter; and dropped a heavy hand…bag on the

floor。  Upon my word; it was Rosalie; in a loose;

travel…stained automobileless coat; closely tied brown

veil with yard…long; flying ends; gray walking…suit and

tan oxfords with lavender overgaiters。



When she threw off her veil and hat; you saw a

pretty enough face; now flushed and disturbed by

some unusual emotion; and restless; large eyes with

discontent marring their brightness。  A heavy pile

of dull auburn hair; hastily put up; was escaping in

crinkly; waving strands and curling; small locks from

the confining combs and pins。



The meeting of the two was not marked by the

effusion vocal; gymnastical; osculatory and catecheti…

cal that distinguishes the greetings of their unpro…

fessional sisters in society。  There was a brief clinch;

two simultaneous labial dabs and they stood on the

same footing of the old days。  Very much like the

short salutations of soldiers or of travellers in for…

eign wilds are the welcomes between the strollers at

the corners of their crisscross roads。



〃I've got the hall…room two flights up above

yours;〃 said Rosalie; 〃but I came straight to see you

before going up。  I didn't know you were here till

they told me。〃



〃I've been in since the last of April;〃 said Lyn…

nette。  〃And I'm going on the road with a 'Fatal

Inheritance' company。  We open next week in Eliz…

abeth。  I thought you'd quit the stage; Lee。  Tell

me about yourself。〃



Rosalie settled herself with a skilful wriggle on

the top of Miss D'Armande's wardrobe trunk; and

leaned her head against the papered wall。  From

long habit; thus can peripatetic leading ladies

and their sisters make themselves as comfort。

able as though the deepest armchairs embraced them。



〃I'm going to tell you; Lynn;〃 she said; with a

strangely sardonic and yet carelessly resigned look

on her youthful face。  〃And then to…morrow I'll

strike the old Broadway trail again; and wear some

more paint off the chairs in the agents' offices。  If

anybody had told me any time in the last three months

up to four o'clock this afternoon that I'd ever listen

to that 'Leave…your…name…and…address' rot of the

booking bunch again; I'd have given 'em the real Mrs。

Fiske laugh。  Loan me a handkerchief; Lynn。  Gee!

but those Long Island trains are fierce。  I've got

enough soft…coal cinders on my face to go on and play

Topsy without using the cork。 And; speaking of

corks  got anything to drink; Lynn?〃



Miss D'Armande opened a door of the wash…stand

and took out a bottle。



〃There's nearly a pint of Manhattan。  There's a

cluster of carnations in the drinking glass; but  〃



〃Oh; pass the bottle。  Save the glass for com…

pany。  Thanks!  That hits the spot。  The same to

you。  My first drink in three months!〃



〃Yes; Lynn; I quit the stage at the end of last

season。  I quit it because I was sick of the life。  And

especially because my heart and soul were sick of men

of the kind of men we stage people have to be up

against。  You know what the game is to us  it's a

fight against 'em all the way down the line from the

manager who wants us to try his new motor…car to the

bill…posters who want to call us by our front names。



〃And the men we have to meet after the show are

the worst of all。  The stage…door kind; and the man…

ager's friends who take us to supper and show their

diamonds and talk about seeing 'Dan' and 'Dave'

and 'Charlie' for us。  They're beasts; and I hate 'em。



〃I tell you; Lynn; it's the girls like us on the stage

that ought to be pitied。  It's girls from good homes

that are honestly ambitious and work hard to rise in

the profession; but never do get there。  You bear a

lot of sympathy sloshed around on chorus girls and

their fifteen dollars a week。  Piffle!  There ain't a

sorrow in the chorus that a lobster cannot heal。



〃If there's any tears to shed; let 'em fall for the

actress that gets a salary of from thirty to forty…five

dollars a week for taking a leading part in a bum

show。  She knows she'll never do any better; but she

hangs on for years; hoping for the 'chance I that

never comes。



〃And the fool plays we have to work in!  Having

another girl roll you around the stage by the hind legs

in a 'Wheelbarrow Chorus' in a musical comedy is

dignified drama compared with the idiotic things I've

had to do in the thirty…centers。



〃But what I hated most was the men  the men

leering and blathering at you across tables; trying

to buy you with Wurzburger or Extra Dry; accord…

ing to their estimate of your price。  And the men in

the audiences; clapping; yelling; snarling; crowding;

writhing; gloating  like a lot of wild beasts; with

their eyes fixed on you; ready to eat you up if you

come in reach of their claws。  Oh; how I hate 'em!



〃Well; I'm not telling you much about myself; am

I; Lynn ?



〃I had two hundred dollars saved up; and I cut

the stage the first of the summer。  I went over on

Long Island and found the sweetest little village that

ever was; called Soundport; right on the water。  I was

going to spend the summer there; and study up on

elocution; and try to get a class in the fall。  There

was an old widow lady with a cottage near the beach

who sometimes rented a room or two just for com…

pany; and she took me in。  She had another boarder;

too  the Reverend Arthur Lyle。



〃Yes; he was the head…liner。  You're on; Lynn。

I'll tell you all of it in a minute。 It's only a one…act

play。



〃The first time he walked on; Lynn; I felt myself

going; the first lines he spoke; he had me。  He was

different from the men in audiences。  He was tall and

slim; and you never heard him come in the room; but

you felt him。  He had a face like a picture of a knight

 like one of that Round Table bunch  and a voice

like a 'cello solo。  And his manners!



〃Lynn; if you'd take John Drew in his best draw…

ing…room scene and compare the two; you'd have John

arrested for disturbing the peace。



〃I'll spare you the particulars; but in less than a

month Arthur and I were engaged。  He preached at a

little one…night stand of a Methodist church。  There

was to be a parsonage the size of a lunch…wagon; and

hens and honeysuckles when we were married。  Ar…

thur used to preach to me a good deal about Heaven;

but be never could get my mind quite off those honey…

suckles and hens。



〃No; I didn't tell him I'd been on the stage。 I

hated the business and all that went with it; I'd

cut it out forever; and I didn't see any use of stirring

things up。  I was a good girl; and I didn't have any…

thing to confess; except being an elocutionist; and

that was about all the strain my conscience would

stand。



〃Oh; I tell you; Lynn; I was happy。  I sang in

the choir and attended the sewing society; and re…

cited that 'Annie Laurie' thing with the whistling

stunt in it; '
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