Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1937-01-30
The AF'TERGLOW a.,., b Itsp.,.

Published by Special Advancement With The
| Chicago Tribune-New York News Syndicate.
Incorporated
| Copyright: 1886: by Robert HiehenS
IN THREE PARTS-PART THREE
She leaned slightly forward.
do you know you are intuitive2 You
were right in shying away from the
! money matter as if I had introduced
a false note. 1t was false"
"Falsel" said, looking hard at her,
I think I'm what way false? You don't
mean-by any chance-that It WASH
| a question of money? You don't mean
that you were trying to hoodwtnk meP"
(Our conversation was in French, but
that was the sense Of what said)
IT wanted to see how you would
| take a suggestion that I left the stage
! because Of what q man said ana went
back to it 10 years later because want
ed more money. You took 1t as wished
YOU should. No. l had quite enough to
live on as I care to live. This is how 1t
was: After nearly 10 years away from
the theater, and either with women
friends or very much alone, met a
man, an American. 1t was at Capri. He
was staying at Sorrento, and heard OF
me. and came over to Capri on the
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made a great impression on him during
my last tour through the States not
long before my retirement. He had
been only a student then, and had
seen me In 'A1agda,' The Doll House,
Ghosts and some italian plays. OF
course he was" she paused, and
smiled sadly Centuries younger than
was. Aren't there centuries between
a Sicilian woman Of so and an Amert-
- $500 ~ eax fbfrfx- ninog-2
or so? He found me. can see him
climbing up the hilpath to my garden
in the springtime. He was 8 messenger
from the world had left. 1t was owing
to him that went back to the stage.
She stopped speaking and looked into
the night, but don't believe she saw
the Nile, the great bellying sail, the
moonlight striking down on US.
HE told me-but that was nothing
BE made me feel that one who was
young -young-cared for my art, hadn't
forgotten 1t, longed with the enthusiasm
that only youth can fill its longing
with to see me again in my art. He
left Sorrento. He came and stayed In
Capri. He said he would give me no
peace till promised to return to the
stage. He-gave me no peace. But
didn't want peace-I didn't want peace.
At last went back to the stage-be- |
cause of him. call myself, have been
called, an artist. Yet left the stage |
because of q man at the age Of about !
40, and went back to 1t because OF a
man when was over so. Could an ar
fist do that2"
"a woman could who was very much |
a woman know now why you have |
made me feel sometimes as If / were |
among the roots Of womanhood. have
heard people say that great artists are |
often tnhuman. But think no one
can be great artist who isn't ter
ribly human"
"Si-sil" she said In low voice.
1--WE must be terribly human But 1t
hurts"
She was silent for so long after that,
and sat so still that began to think |
she had forgotten me, and that her
story was over. Ionged to know more, |
but 1 knew couldn't ask any questions
Of that silent woman. was surprised, |
almost startled, when she said
'One day--in my garden in summer
time-he told me, IF you rust here In
idleness, IL you, don't go back and give
us what no one else can give US. you
win make me hate you. win see you
win see your There was brutality in |
his voice, the sort Of brutality one can
only love. said:
What do you want to see me tn?' "
"'As the mother in Ghosts he said.
And then In a happy play Perhaps /
you remember that appeared at Bo-
logna In 'Ghosts'?" /
nodded.
And next played the Locandiera'."
81 remember"
THAT was how I came back" she
said simply.
II understand" said.
Il Travelled, as you know. I had an
other great tour in the States. He was
with me. Toward the end of the tour,
when we were in New Orleans. we went
to reception given for me in the house
Of an American senator. This senator
had daughter Of 20, slim, dark, pale,
youth. My lover, my American lover,
fell In love with her"
She put her hand on my wrist.
Il was standing beside him when I
felt him fall in love with her. He mar
rted her and stayed In America. When
my tour was over went back to Italy.
was engaged for long tour Of Eu-
rope. cancelled the dates. didn't act
again. / didn't have what they call a
farewell My farewell was given in
that senator's house in New Orleans"
She said nothing more. And I made,
could make, no comment Ramses the
Great turned around and looked at me.
There was a question in his black eyes.
I nodded. He signed to Hussein, laid his
hand on a rope. They brought the
felucca around sharply, headed her TO
the north. Presently the lights Of Luxor
sparkled in a diaper against the blue
and silver Of the night.
That night very late-toward morn
ing, 1t was-I sat in my bungalow
among the singing palm trees and
wrote a letter to Mime. Paradi. into It
I put what I hadn't been able 10 say
TO her that night on the Nile. It wasn't