"
"Do you doubt that now?"
"Yes! I think you love me, but I am not sure.
"Margaret, remember I have known you much longer than you have known me.
"No!"
"Yes! Two months before we ever spoke I lived upon your face and voice.
"That is to say you looked from your box at me upon the stage, and did
not I look from the stage at you?"
"Never! you always looked at the pit, and my heart used to sink."
"On the 17th of May you first came into that box. I noticed you a little,
the next day I noticed you a little more; I saw you fancied you liked me,
after a while I could not have played without you."
Here was delicious flattery again, and poor Vane believed every word of
it.
As for her request and her promise, she showed her wisdom in both these.
As Sir Charles observed, it is a wonderful point gained if you allow a
woman to tell her story her own way.
How the few facts that are allowed to remain get molded and twisted out
of ugly forms into pretty shapes by those supple, dexterous fingers!
This present story cannot give the life of Mrs. Woffington, but only one
great passage therein, as do the epic and dramatic writers; but since
there was often great point in any sentences spoken on important
occasions by this lady, I will just quote her defense of herself. The
reader may be sure she did not play her weakest card; let us give her the
benefit.
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