I could eat
no dinner, being filled with emotion. But I must keep strong if
I am to help Adrian in his Trouble. The minse pie was excelent,
but after all pastrey does not take the place of solid food.)
LATER: I shall now go on with my recitle. As the theater
was almost emty, at the end of Act One I put on the pink hat and
left it on as though absent-minded. There was no one behind me.
And, although during Act One I had thought that he perhaps felt
my presense, he had not once looked directly at me.
But the hat captured his erant gaze, as one may say. And,
after capture, it remained on my face, so much so that I flushed
and a woman. sitting near with a very plain girl in a Skunk
Coller, observed:
"Realy, it is outragous."
Now came a moment which I thrill even to recolect. For
Adrian plucked a pink rose from a vase--he was in the
Milionaire' s house, and was starving in the midst of
luxury--and held it to his lips.
The rose, not the house, of course. Looking over it, he
smiled down at me.
LATER: It is midnight. I cannot sleep. Perchanse he to is
lieing awake.
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