I was free, and I had twelve
dollars.
Act One went well, and no disturbence. Although Adrian
started when he saw me. The yellow looked very well.
I had expected to sit back, sheltered by the curtains, and
only visable from the stage. I have often read of this method.
But there were no curtains. I therfore sat, turning a stoney
profile to the Audiance, and ignoreing it, as though it were not
present, trusting to luck that no one I knew was there.
He saw me. More than that, he hardly took his eyes from the
box wherein I sat. I am sure to that he had mentioned me to the
Company, for one and all they stared at me until I think they
will know me the next time they see me.
I still think I would not have been recognized by the
Familey had I not, in a very quiet seen, commenced to sneaze. I
did this several times, and a lot of people looked anoyed, as
though I sneazed because I liked to sneaze. And I looked back at
them defiantly, and in so doing, encountered the gaze of my
Maternal Parent.
Oh, Dear Dairy, that I could have died at that moment, and
thus, when streched out a pathetic figure, with tubroses and
other flowers, have compeled their pity.
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