"You remember--she was here in _Mrs.Swayne's Necklace_--here a fortnight." "I remember very well, dear boy," responded Mr.Montmorency, with a judicial sip at the contents of his tumbler.

"I saw the lady several times.

More by token, I accidentally witnessed a curious little scene between Miss Addie and a gentleman whom Nature appeared to have specially manufactured for the part of heavy parent--you know the type.

One morning when that company was here, I happened to be standing in the vestibule, talking to the box-office man, when a large, solemn-faced individual, Quakerish in attire, and evidently not accustomed to the theatre walked in and peered about him at our rich carpets and expensive fittings--pretty much as if he was appraising their value.

At the same time, I observed that he was in what one calls a state--a little, perhaps a good deal, upset about something.