San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-02-25

you know" reprOachfully to Olga, you
wouldn't like to have to lie on it"
"Oh, do come and sit down near me, and
be silent" sGs'S Olga, in desperation.
"Why not have a playP" says Captain
Goblet, who, with Mr.. Ryde, has driven
over from ClOnbree.
THE plays the thing" says Brian Des-
mond, lazily; but, when you are about it,
make it farce"
'Oh, no" says Miss Fitzgerald, with
horrlhed gesture; anything but thatl Why
not let us try one of the good old comedies!
THE School for Scandal for example?"
What" says Mr.. Kelly, very weakly. He
Is plainly quite overcome by this suggestion.
well, why nOt?" demands the fair Bella,
with just SOupcOn OF asperity in her tone,
as much as she ever allows herself when
in the society of men. She makes up for
this abstinence by bestowing liberal share
of it upon her maid and her mother.
lists such naughty, naughty piece"
says Mr.. Kelly, bashfully, beating an hon.
orable retreat from his first meaning.
Nonsense! One can strike out anything
distasteful."
Shades of Farren-and- Who would
be Lady Leazle?" says Olga
Il would" says Bella, modestly.
That is more than good of YOU" says
Olga, casting a curious glance at her from
under her long lasheS. but thought per-
haps- You, Hernia, would you not I'M
dertake it? You know, last season, they
said you were
mo, dear, thanks. No, indeed" with
emphasis.
Goblet does Joseph Surface to perfec-
tion," breaks in Mr.. Ryde, enthusiastically.
Il pyIa l.
this Is hardly fair" says the little captain,
coyly, who is looking particularly pinched
and dried to-day, in spite of the hot sun.
There is satisfied smirk upon his pale lit
tie lips, and poor attempt ct self-deprecia-
ton about his whole manner.
you know you took 'em by storm at
Portsmouth last year,-made 'em laugh like
fun. You should see him." persists hyde,
addressing everybody generally.
perhaps you mesn the part of Charles
Surface" says Ronayne, in some surprise.
mo. Joseph; the sly one, you know"
says Ryde, chuckling over some recollec-
ton.
well, it never occurred to me that
Joseph's part might be termed q funny
one" says Mr.. Kelly, mildly; ''but that
shows how ignorant all we Irish are. 1t
will be very kind of you, Goblet, to en-
tighten us,-to show US something good, in
fact"
Really, you know, you flatter me absurd
ly," says Goblet, the Self-depreciatiOn
fainter, the smirk broader.
Lord RoSSmoyne, whose good temper is
not his Strong point, glances angrily at him,
smothers an explosive speech, and walks
away with sheer.
"And Sir Peter,-whO will kindly under
take Sir PeterY' asks Olga, with smile
that is family sarcastic. viii you, Owenw
to Mr.. Kelly.
Don't ask me. could not act with Cob
bett and Miss Fitzgerald. mean, l should
only disgrace Them" says Kelly, who is a
member of famous dramatic club, in Dub
lin, and who has had two offers from Lon
don managers to tread the real boards. II
feel Pm not up to it, indeed"
Il suspect you are not" says Hernia Her
rick, with sudden smile that lights up all
her cold impassive face. Kelly, catching it,
crawls lazily over to her, along the grass,
Indian fashion, and, finding fold of her
gown, lays his arm on it, and his head on
his arm, and relapses into silence.
'Ryde has done it," says Captain CObbett.
'!Indeedr' says Olga, raising questioning
eyes to the big marine standing behind Mon
icas chair.
"Ye-es. We-er-do good deal of that
sort of thing in our country" says Ryde,
with conscious worth. Il have done Sir
Peter once or twice; and people have been
good enough not to" with little laugh
hiss me. have style of my own; but
er-" with an encouraging glance at the
other men, Il dare say there are many here
who could do it as l do it,"
% Il
mond, promptly; and Monica laughs softly.
1--WE must think it over. don't believe
anything so important could - got up with
out deep deliberation-"O Olga is beginning,
when Kelly, by a movement of the hand,
stops her.
do let it go on to its bitter end" he says,
in whisper, with most unusual animation
for him. Mrs Herrick, help me-
why not, Olga|' says Hernia, in low
tone. THE principal characters are will
ing; we have not had real laugh for some
time; why throw away such a perfect
chanceP'
"Oh! that" says Olga.
Here slight diversion is caused by the
appearance of fOOtman, a tea-tray, boy,
a gypsy table, a maid, a good deal Of fruit
maraschino, brandy, soda, and Madame
O'Connor The latter. to tell the truth, has
been having siesta in the privacy of her
own room, and has now come down, like
giant refreshed, to see how her guests are
getting on.
We'll! hope you're all happy" she says,
iovially.
1--WE are mad with perplexity," says Olga.
whats the matter, then, darling%' says
Madame. Hernia, like good child, go
and pour out the tea"
''Fll tell you all about it, says Brian, who
is special favorite of Madame OConnors,
coming over to her and STOPPING behind her
chair to whisper into her ear.