I understand perfectly what it means; you think that I shall do the play an injury by acting it; that it is too good for me!' Kendal felt as if a thunderbolt had fallen; the sombre passion of her manner affected him indescribably.
'Miss Bretherton!' he cried.
'Yes, yes!' she said, almost fiercely, stopping in the path.

'It's that, I know.

I have felt it almost since your first word.

What power have I, if not tragic power?
If a part like Elvira does not suit me, what does suit me?
Of course, that is what you mean.

If I cannot act Elvira, I am good for nothing--I am worse than good for nothing--I am an impostor, a sham!' She sat down on the raised edge of the bank, for she was trembling, and clasped her quivering hands on her knees.