"
With that answer, he placed a chair for her, and proceeded to explain
himself.
She sat down in silence. A sullen indifference began to show itself in
her manner; her cheeks turned pale again; and her eyes looked wearily
vacant at the wall before her. Captain Wragge noticed these signs of
heart-sickness and discontent with herself, after the effort she had
made, and saw the importance of rousing her by speaking, for once,
plainly and directly to the point. She had set a new value on herself in
his mercenary eyes. She had suggested to him a speculation in her
youth, her beauty, and her marked ability for the stage, which had never
entered his mind until he saw her act. The old militia-man was quick at
his shifts. He and his plans had both turned right about together when
Magdalen sat down to hear what he had to say.
"Mr. Huxtable's opinion is my opinion," he began. "You are a born
actress. But you must be trained before you can do anything on the
stage. I am disengaged--I am competent--I have trained others--I can
train you. Don't trust my word: trust my eye to my own interests. I'll
make it my interest to take pains with you, and to be quick about it.
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