The Fair Rewards

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JOHN CARLSON began the rehearsals of Nicoline in early August of 1895. For a week he tried to correct the hot labours of the whole, large company. He was nervous about this production. His digestion interfered. His temper grew explosive. The leading woman was alarmed for her gentility. The leading man disliked his part of a cheap rake. Carlson abandoned the minor folk to his stage manager, Rothenstein, and nursed these two clumsy celeb rities toward a certain ease. But his stomach suffered. He attended the opening night of The Prisoner of Zenda at the Lyceum, fainted during the second act and was revived with brandy in Mr. Frohman s office. The brandy gave him fever; he spent the six days remaining before Nicoline opened, in his bed. Yet on a warm Monday night he dressed his gaunt body gorgeously, shaved his yellow face, thrust an orchid into his coat and dined at Martin s with young Mr. Fitch who had adapted Nicoline from the French. Carlson swore in Swedish when agony seized his stomach. Mr. Fitch, sip ping white Burgundy, observed that it must be pleasant to swear incomprehensibly.

Sure, said Carlson, shivering, but what was you sayin ? You ll feel better by midnight, Mr. Fitch murmured, You ve worried too much. This ll be a hit. It s been a hit in London and Paris. The critics the adapter smiled won t dare say anything worse than that it s immoral. And Cora Boyle will make them laugh in the third act, so that ll be safe. Boyle ? Who s she ? That black headed gal that plays the street walker, y mean? She s no good. Had her last winter in Mountain Dew. Common as dirt and no more sense than a turnip. Mr. Fitch answered in his affable whisper, Of course she s common as dirt. That s why I asked you to get her. Why waste time training some one to be common when the town s full of them?


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