Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-02-06

press Mir. Wallace to make few alterations. l wonder what were the changes that oc- cured to youf'
 II wasn't thinking of changes" said Ken- dal, not venturing to look at her as she walked beside him, her white dress trailing over the moss grown path and her large hat falling back from the brilliant flushed cheeks and queenly throat. II was thinking of tho play itself; of how the part would really suit you"
 "Oh, have no doubts at all about that" she said, but with a quick look at him; II always feel at once when a part will suit mo, and have fallen in love with this one. It is tragic and passionate, like the White Lady, but it is quite different phase of passion. am tired of scolding and declaiming 'Elvira' will give me an opportunity of showing what l can do with something soft and pathetic. l have had such difficulties in deciding upon play to begin my October season with, and now this seems to me exactly what want People prefer me always in something poeti- cal and romantic, and this Is new, and tho mounting of it might be quite original"
 And yet doubt" said Kendall; "1 think the part of Elvira wants variety, and would 1t not be well for you to have more of 8 change? Something with more relief in it, something which would give your lighter
 
 Lady,' more chancea"
 She frowned a little and shook her head. "My turn is not that way. l can play a comedy part, of course-every actor ought to be able to-but I don't feel at home in it, and it never gives me pleasure to act"
 II don't mean pure light comedy part, naturally, but something which would be less of a continuous tragic strain than this. Why, almost all the modern tragic plays have their passages of relief, but the texture of 'Elvira' is so much the same throughout cannot conceive greater demand on any one. And then you must consider your com pany. Frankly, cannot imagine part less suited to Mr. Hawes than Macias; and his difficulties would react on you"
 "I can choose whom 1 like" she said ab- ruptly; ''I am not bound to Mir. Hawes"
 "Besides," he said, cautiously, changing his ground little, II should have said-only, of course, you must know much better-that it is little risky to give the British public such very serious fare as this, and imme- diately after tine White Lady, The English theater-goer never seems to me to take kindly to medimvalism-kings and knights and nobles and the Fifteenth century are very | likely to bore him. Not that mean to i'm ply for . moment that the play would be a l failure in point of popularity. You have got | such hold that you could carry anything l through; but am inclined to think that in | 'Elvira' you would be rather fighting against wind and tide, and that, as said before, it ] would be great strain upon you" l "The public makes no objection to Mime. Des.orets in Victor Hugo," she answered | quickly, even sharply. Her parts, so far as know anything about them, are just these romantic parts, and she. has made her enor. nous reputation out of them" :"
 1 Kopdo1 haaitnfod Frarch Iava u great tradition of them, r he said "Racine after all. was a preparation for Victor Hugo" 8
 | "No, mol" she exclaimed, with sudden bit terness and a change of voice which startled him, ''it is not that. It is that am I, and Mime. Desforets is Mime. Desforets. Oh, see! see very we'll that your mind is against it. And Mr. Wallace-there were two o, three things in his manner which have pug zled me- He has never said yes to my pro posal formally. I understand perfectly wha1 it means; you think that shall do the play an injury by acting it; that it is too gooe for mel" -...- -......
 Kendall knelt es if a thunderbolt hae fallen; the somber passion of her manner af footed him indescribably.
 "Miss Brethertonl' he cried.
 s'Yes, yesI' she said, almost fercely, stop ping in the path. tits that, know.
 have felt 1t almost since your first word
 What power have I if not tragic powerl l part like Elvira does not suit me, wha
 does suit me? Of course that Is what yol mean. If cannot act Elvira l am good fo nothing-I am worse than good for nothing Il am an impostor, a shamw
 She sat down on the raised edge of tn bank, for she was trembling, and claspcd he
 quivering hands on her knees. Kendall wa