She is heartily sick of the _White Lady_, and is bent upon a change, and I believe she thinks this play of Edward's is just what she wants to enable her to strengthen her hold upon the public.' 'There never was a greater delusion,' said Kendal; 'it's the last part in the world she ought to attempt.

Properly speaking, unless she puts it in, there's no posing in it, none of that graceful attitudinising she does so well.

It's a long tragic part--a tremendous strain, and would take all the powers of the most accomplished art to give it variety and charm.' 'Oh, I know,' sighed Mrs.Stuart, 'I know.

But what is to be done ?' Kendal shrugged his shoulders with a smile, feeling as hopeless as she did.

The paleness of the beautiful face opposite indeed had touched his sympathies very keenly, and he was beginning to think the safety of Wallace's play not such a desperately important matter after all.
However, there was his promise, and he must go on with it.