The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1907-12-09

stuck between his teeth, though he
was not smoking.
Every time he heard a woman's
voice he started, and peered at the
door with an alert, intense glance;
but as the chorus woman came laugh
ing into the theater, his look Of inter
est vanished. and he relapsed into his
patient, waiting attitude as before.
A call-boy rushed down to the stage
door.
Nine Giolitti arrived YETI" he
asked, GREATNESS.
NO" answered the stage door
keeper. She looks like being late. "
And the King here, too" growled
the boy. The managers in a deuce
Of a tear
Philip Adair waited. He could hear
his confreres tuning up, but he waited.
M Mires amt here, either" said
the call boy. Hell hardly have time
to dress"
But now a cab drew up, some peo-
pie stepped out of it, and the new
French tenor. the man with the voice
of liquid gold, pushed the door open,
and held it for a beautiful woman TO
pass through.
1t was Nine Giolitti, and her eX-
quisite face was weather in smiles.
She was clad in a dress of silvergrcy
crepe de Chine, and wore some beauti-
full roses at her breast. Her full red
lips parted, showing a set Of teeth OF
pearl ivory whiteness.
She gave her hand to the tenor.
Francois" she said, You have Civ
en- me the happiest day of my life.
must try to prove myself grateful I'm
til after the performance, dear"
He kissed her fingers, and smiled at
her out of eyes that were lustrous with
love. She had spoken in perfect Ger
man, and to the waiting, patient Philip
Adair. at least all daubt as to her ma
tionality vanished.
"Adelew whispered the tenor, the
words just reaching the ears of the VIC
lin player. Il adore you! I worship
you. have not deceived you. have I:
told you what an evil reputation
bear. But all that is past and gone
Now that ! have you l shall change
God bless you, my sweet mistress"
She tore her hand away and turned
laughing. Then her eyes rested upon
the stern, forbidding features Of the
fiddler. His was a fine head, and
once he must have been strikingiy
handsome-nay, he was handsome
still, with his grey moustache and his
small grey imperial, but his eyes blaz-
ed now with a thousand smoldering
lights, and the prima donna startled
fell back a step. shuddering. Then
with a low muttered cry, she ran to
wards her dressing room.
The tenor clenched his hands and
gazed at the man who had offended.
You have no business to stand there
frightening the ladies'" said NJ. Mires
angrily. 1T is time you were in the
orchestra. Get there, or l will have
you dismissed"'
The violinist turned away. and with
/ his head bowed and his eyebrows bent
in gloomy thought, he made his way
into the orchestra, and taking his seat
within it.
! The curtain rose, and Bizet's charm
/ ing opera, with its melodious strains
and dramatic action, held the audience
entranced. NJ. Mires sang as if in
! spired, and no sooner had Nine. Giolit
+ ii appeared than it was seen that the
critics had not exaggerated. She was
| superb. Never had a Carmen seemed
! so fierce as she after The fight in the
! tobacco factory: never one so seduct
i've as she lured the unfortunate Span
ish officer to his doom.
| The curtain fell upon the first act
amidst the scene of indescribable Ell
thusiasm. Nine. Giolitti had to appear
! again and again to bow her acknowl
edgment of the applause. and so grea'
was the impression she had made that
the fact that she had been singing II
Italian while the rest of the artists
sang in French had scarcely been no
ticed.
The musicians left the orchestra ant
returned to their dressing rooms. u
was noticed that Philip Adair was IN
usually grim and morose. standing
with his arms folded and his eyes star
ing into vacancy.