But at last the conviction was forced upon her that her facial glories had departed.
Yet her figure was still perfectly symmetrical, her grace and agility were as supreme as they had ever been.

She was sixty-four, when, yielding to the urgent entreaties of her friends, she consented to give a "very last" exhibition of her art.

The performance was of a most special kind.

The curtain was so far lowered as to conceal completely the head and shoulders of the dancer.

"Il fut impossible aux spectateurs," writes a biographer of the lady, "de voir autre que le travail de ses jambes dont le temps avait respecte l'agilite et les formes pures et delicates!" By way of final word on the subject, it may be stated that making-up is but a small portion of the histrionic art; and not, as some would have it, the very be-all and end-all of acting.