Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-03-26
ing a great court lady. courtesed as sh

ing a great court lady. cOurtesied as she
took his arm. Ophelia, being mad. was
taken in by a relative of the lord cham
cellor's. the legal guardian. AS every
body knows of the insane. These con-
ceits. which were entered into with the
greatest spirit, could only have been pos
sible where there was a power or orig'-
| naity like Anthony's behind them. There
was distinct protest at the very excel
lent supper which the Ghost ate. Even
Cammarleigh glad that the performance
was over. became remotely mirthful. and
as none of the actors offered to recite
there was nothing to spoil the evening
enjoyment. At least. this was not alto
gether true. for the King. who conceived
himself to be an excessively fine TRACE
dian, in the course of explaining to the
Duchess of Havant how Nacbeths line.
Hang out our banners on the outer
WALL should be delivered. said it in all
the different ways which he conceived to
be wrong. with equal strength of lung
and passion and so interested the general
company that they all began to give their
opinion and to instruct their next-door
neighbors to hang out their banners on
the outer wall with varying emphasis.
Neither. when the ladies had retired for
the night. was his majesty at a loss, for
his smoking-room stories made Mr..
Crutchley laugh to such an extent that
Anthony thought he would have fit.
| and was finally compelled to escort the
King to the royal bedchamber.
Cammarleigh was. for him, in high good
humor. He had got capitally with
Ophelia. and had spent the latter part of
supper time in advising her how to COM
pei her mothers landlord to put bath
room in the house at Bedford Park
OF course Cammarleigh could not let
the occasion pass without some remarks
expressive of his disapproval of the res
tOration dramatiSts.
MEN of most reprehensible lives he
hogan and then canpbf AnthonV'S
He was not yet quite accustomed to hav-
ing among his audience one who was
supposed to be acquainted with his inner
life. After all. 1t is little hard If you
are never to give forth a moral sentiment
because you happen to have a secret.
Il can't understand what their lives
have to do with their work-except. per-
haps. that the greatest sinners have writ
ten the most interesting things"
II cannot agree with that" said Cam
marleigh. LAS rule we can do without
their work.
Really" said Anthony. There are
one or two things against David. but
they were very glad to have his psalms
in the Bible, and the Shakespeare sonnets
are somewhat of a stumbling block"
Il am aware" said Cammarleigh. that
modern views on art are somewhat un-
sound"
Il don't believe in art without morals"
said the King. readjusting his crown.
which under the influence Of champagne
was somewhat over his left eye. Il be-
lieve in the moral drama"
Perhaps l might do so. also said An
thony, ''if l had ever s-"n such thing,
but, In my opinion. whene .er 1t has at
tempted to be moral it has ceased to be
drama"
Tribe art is tested by sincerity" said
the Queen, in a deep contral-o. THAT is
why the efforts of children so often
amaze us by their truth>in spite of crude
execution
Anthony looked at her with an amused
smile. The quotation was word for word
correct. but the Queen forbore to &C
knowledge her authority.
I'm England he said. 1.-The artist is
never given credit for sincerity unless he
be a prig. We consider it indecent to ex-
press ourselves properly: thus we are
more shocked than other nations at the
sion of the physical" Then, feeling that
company of actors might think a dis
sertation on art little dull, he changed
the subject.
You played Hamlet very we'll" Cam
marleigh said to him when they were
alone. I'm my poor opinion''-of course
he meant in his priceless opinion-"you
are the best have ever SEEN"
And Anthony, touched on his most vul-
nerable point. forbore to- answer, Il
know 1 am"
Sybi was completely conquered, al
though 1t was little difficult to under
stand why she should have been. She
had always seemed too calculating to be
much affected by anything so unreal as
theatrical performance. The truth of
the matter was that she was just a little
too clever. or rather. she was too tenn
peramental to be always aure of taking
her brains to the best market Although
she had so far not the least intention of
going back on her bargain. she began to
realize what it would mean to be married
to Frant. Physically he had never been
pleasing to her, and her distaste for him.
as Anthony's fascination grew, had de-
veloped into repulsion. Yet she was still
determined to go on. She put letters
upon her imagination: or at least at
tempted to do SO. and did her best to pre-
vent herself from picturing the un-
pleasant moments which must be hers
as the duke wife. The more she real
lied how altogether difficult the situation
would be, the more she felt a certain
kind Of growing irritation with Anthony.
Why was he so ineligible? 1t was too
ridiculous. With that extraordinary lack
Of proportion in their introspection which
affairs. she declared that no such tragedy
had ever befallen maiden before. Against
her own will she encouraged the growth
of her hearts malady. She was like
logged garrison which fights inch by
inch the disputed ground, although it
knows that the greater part of the enc
my's force is already within the citadel.
Anthony was both intuitive and observ-
ing, but even he did not realize to what
an extent the fortune of war was on his
side OF course he made love to Sybil
daily, and Frant being out shooting he
had the ground to himself