She rose, paid her bill, and turned
westwards. ”
The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and
fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and
memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying
wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. Wood, sinking into a chair, and fanning herself
violently,—"what a fluster you have put me into with your violence, to be sure!
And at the very time, too, when you know I'm expecting a visit from Mr. "
"Back!" cried Rowland. His
shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were
stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his
head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged
hat.
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