There was no disguising it: Miss Marrable and
her bosom friends had been all hopelessly cast in the shade by the
new recruit whom they had summoned to assist them, in the capacity of
forlorn hope. And this on Miss Marrable's own birthday! and this in her
father's house! and this after the unutterable sacrifices of six weeks
past! Of all the domestic disasters which the thankless theatrical
enterprise had inflicted on the Marrable family, the crowning misfortune
was now consummated by Magdalen's success.
Leaving Mr. Vanstone and Norah, on the conclusion of the play, among the
guests in the supper-room, Miss Garth went behind the scenes; ostensibly
anxious to see if she could be of any use; really bent on ascertaining
whether Magdalen's head had been turned by the triumphs of the evening.
It would not have surprised Miss Garth if she had discovered her
pupil in the act of making terms with the manager for her forthcoming
appearance in a public theater. As events really turned out, she found
Magdalen on the stage, receiving, with gracious smiles, a card which the
manager presented to her with a professional bow. Noticing Miss Garth's
mute look of inquiry, the civil little man hastened to explain that
the card was his own, and that he was merely asking the favor of Miss
Vanstone's recommendation at any future opportunity.
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