Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-08-06
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ring that reminded Maitland of Modjeska's

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in the last great scene of "Mary Stuart"
@You have insulted mel" she said, her
words vibrating like the blow of a sword on
steel. "You have insulted me both as a
woman and as an artist! If | were a man,
l am afraid should kill you'll"
"Theres your cue, and here is your en-
trance" replied Maitland roughly.
Dorothy Kent turned her back on him and
ran on the stage, laughing, as her part re-
quired, the silvery laugh that the audience
loved to hear She was herself once more;
that burning insult had restored all her
powers again She picked up her part at
that point and took the center of the stage,
or rather, wherever she was seemed the CEN
ter of the stage. In two minutes, her witch
cry her drollery, her magnetic charm, tanned
the audience, and it suffered itself to be led
by her gentle hand, as Una led the lion; for
all audiences are as savage as lions and tigers.
When Maitland stepped upon the stage, and
their great scene began, the audience laughed
so uproariously, and applauded SO long, that
there was great danger Of the scene going to
pieces The sight of Maitland and the halt
in the scene seemed to discompose Dorothy
Kent for moment but in the midst of the
wild uproars of laughter and handclapping,
when she stood irresolute, Maitland whis-
pered in her ear:
"Act, you idiot, act!'
And she acted.
While waiting for the audience to let her
speak her lines, her pantomime was inimita-
bic She revealed that wonderful power of
claiming the attention without words, that
power that makes the blood swiftly run in
the veins of old men and calls the children
from their play. Then the scene was re-
sumed. First, the soft words and tender en-
dearments of lovers, then the disagreement,
and finally the quarrel. AS it advanced, the
audience acted its part better and better, as
it saw the glorious comedy of the whole.
The curtain went up and down half dozen
times while Dorothy and Maitland, hand in
hand, stood bowling and smiling before the
footlights. Then all the company had to be
called out, and the applause was stopped
only by the turning up of the lights, which
always checks an audience. Habersham
was afraid to let it expend all its enthusiasm
on the first act. At the end of the second act
there was a repetition, only little more SO,
and yels of author, Authorp all over the
house. Habersham was composing little
speech in his mind to account for the
authors absence, when Maitland stepped
up to him and said:
"Shall l go on Mr. Habersham?"
@Why, certainly" said Habershanl, who
had had many jolts that day. but whose cool
ness remained mistaken.
Then Maitland went on and made pretty
little speech and thanked and praised every
body.
THE third act was worthy of the preceding
two. When at last the handclapping
and the shouting and the laughter and the
pounding were over, and the audience was
streaming out, the company all rushed upon
the stage. They were reinforced by Gentle
man George and Madame de Montreville.
Gentleman George extended his hand sol
EMMY to Maitland, saying in his deepest
Hamlet basso:
"My dear Maitland, beg to express to