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Stephens, Robert Neilson, 1867-1906

"Tales from Bohemia"

In your answer to my telegram from the Catskills, you
said merely you were going to the opera this evening. You didn't say what
opera, but I supposed it was this one, so I bought a ticket as soon as I
arrived in town at the down-town office. I got here after the first act,
and spent all the second act looking around for you."
"It's strange you didn't see us. We were in the middle of row K, right."
"Well, I missed you, that's all, and I kept a watch on the lobby after the
act, thinking you'd perhaps come out between the acts. Then I went to the
Park Theatre, and then to the Girard Avenue."
Amy and Haslam went into the vestibule. Amy was crimson with anger. Haslam
quietly said:
"Do you wish to continue the pursuit?"
Before she found time to answer, another matter distracted her attention.
"Look! There's Mary, the housemaid, who was to stay up for me till I got
home. She has come here for me."
The servant stood by the door leading into the lobby, in a position
enabling her to scan the faces of people coming out from the auditorium.
"Oh, Miss Amy, are you here? I was waiting for you to come out.


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