The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 19, 1903, Page 1

m + ERE you have the first thing,” the sirl reproached him, and de- e ent of “TAINTED Parted, closely foliowed by & rais ®iue eliy mald woo had remained in Lue dacss € new international groupg whie her mysiress galueied up s. C. N. Williamson, uer correspondence. a wonderful picture of “Who is that young lady?" Inquired the the magic and the mystery, the ~DrobZe staiue” when sue 0ad wsappeared along ihe passage whica led (o (he siae® eartaches and the lure of the Lon- g, e ormmthinnat don stage. The second and last in- bat's Miss Winiited Gr: stallment will be published in the Popular person in this tneate next BTN . Hansey, with the air of a man Cuuveyind mext SUNDAY CALL. Just think . o000 "0 in having. “Have yuu what a magnificent cffer this is—ths i Ao est book by one of the most talent- I'm a stranger in Engl ed writers in the world. COMPLETE young man. “i've never L IN TWO ISSUES OF THE SUNDAY ‘Ofiier in this country Ky A - Then what huve you come after Mr. CALL! It'is an offer never equaled Angerson was the question on the n American journal stage-doorkeeper’s lips, but he did not ask OF: atuiih aas remember Mrs. It pertly because the matter was not his 4 3 business and partly becau that mo- Sasmmen £ b wil »“L»; for he f ““The pone Mr. Anderson himself came into the ox,” wh in these col SUNDAY CALL icy of pu the most ," answered ,” sald a Lo any published after the new but a deep voice, of accents, spoke s room ce changed. now,” he half-whis- had come in, saying t he wished to wait for Mr. had esked him to call ng, but Hansey—w n away and there really had ment, Mr. Anderson w 1 ¥ d when Mr. Anderson was he was very disagreeable, indeed r. the stage-doorkeeper would be if the gentleman in the flannel brimmed hat were not sent ub or passed by without all . e actor-manager owly ap- some friend he was bring- Hansey threw a sharp, sidelong his companion. But the hand- 1 no sign of trepl- the great man. jerson was in a ok out and was s every TLEMAN FROM Beastly place! two men came in sight of the other two men who stood In the doorkeeper's One was excep lly tall, excep- good-looking, with wavy brown r, worn rather long, dream their dreamines eek prof led by che. The second was the stranger had to repress fon of horror as his eyes first him v dark eyes bad was short and stn built and ed with a limp. There w some- t his figure, too, which vagu. though—perhups be- r helped se a clever ta t—it was im the exact cause of the startling ston. m keep the upon impres- ssible to But 1t was his face which =ent a creep . rg chill through the veins of the man. or ke woman who saw it for the first t and Te rove who looked a n ate thelr mothers, accident must have hap- £poll the face in the past, and might have been before that time - e e to guess. For all that - might have been the most . p ’ IS . e ever made but it was now Yy grotesque since Caliban’s nt which wrought such h: skin from chin to fore- x £ jlish redness, a . - . . glaze which ve the appear: ce he coat of varnish over raw flesh. sof halr was left in the eyebrows, which o . ght otherwise have been prominent, and X a rr wer the upper . fellow a pect y ring effect. The s were yel E . ’ lowish in color, very light, appearing . agie ©53 OF lighter than they were in contrast to the eve w e . ¢ Gull red of the face with its marred and - 5 . ight u were goin’ to speak to e the doorkeeper, not r's it hen both gentlemen e . ut you never made a : tew in . c was the other han,” answered the ¢ 4 nger. “His awful face took my wits e u 4" away for nute. I must ask you t - s e ' \ instead Ande wful face, « K g the request in ke . € o't v England would be t for thelr husband's face. nE = 2 man as there is in Lon- i y. “But he's a others have thousand millions. His name's Macaire acaire; but he ed anot ke slar hind his back- -whether he k , - ‘Nero the Se He's g N Any let- friendship with the governor y spoke & gnd comes behind with him ouce in. a » ¢ the open door, and while.” L b st in-—-a p head. “He looks a monste said the hand- v f dark straw. some aquiline-faced stranger. -~ p fr his chair and *“Bo he does. And there's those who say ¥ r m, hoy g to have he's as bad as he looks—as bad as his 1 ng the newcomer's pickname—though It ain't only his evil re she d get them ways have earned him that, I believe, but t quick for him. g else. If he's got enemles B re are 1o-night!” she , be's got friends as well—heaps of - looked at the = off his wide- I don’t think T should care to be one L r—a thing that of them,” sald the young man: for he had he had 1 for the two or three no inkling of the surprises which Fate passed in had hidden in her sleeve. *“'But look he he luok girl gave him was differ- will you take or send my name to Mr. ent from t - « men felt the dif- Anderson?” 1 g e “Not a bit of use doing that till Mr. . . Macaire’s gone out again,” pronounced w v = Hansey, “for the governor never sees any fe 4 4 one, no matter how important, when Mr. » for Macaire’s with him—I know that. Or per . & B haps Mr. Macaire may go in front, In i s which e he won't pass this way. When B the curtain’s rung up and the rnor's thing he get on ti tage I'll find out for you. Mr thes r 1 natu- rson’s first scene isn't a long one rully there “’" f sym hasn't to change between that and pathy on ber face " time the the next. He often sees people then.” young man did at the picture rth obliged if you'd send the the other. He had an sgreeadle voice—the voice of & gentleman—but it was not the volce of English gentleman. Neither was it conscious or 1 at of any American whom Hansey and perhups in that had ever heard speak. and the doorkeep- charm. for she was er's curlosily grew as the persistency and personality of the stranger impressea mselves upon him. Who could this t er fellow be who dressed like a cow- she passed and smiled, had never been inside an English he was theater, who let the *governor” go by s lot of letters,” Hansey an attempt to catch him, yet who ] be ‘mash’ létters, miss, appeared o calmiy confident of the effect bet.” and he chyfkled, for which his name scrawled on a card would eged character gt the Duke create? e and took advastage of his Shrugging his shoulders in his convie- privileges tion that Mr. Anderson would not let him- “How id of you to say such s self be bothered by this unknown person, ss, I should be very much sald Elance t e their eyes had of hers nt uthful sort of d now," thers. One seemed to flowers and mignonette steeped o think of dawn in g dew of Clare a Hansey nevertheless went off himseif with the card. The passage was dimly lighted, » ‘ SECY! ‘IO L,19% 1903. Hansey held the card near his eyes and read what its sender had written. “Hope Newcome, introduced by F. E. Z.,” was scrawled upon it in pencil. Hansey, little wiser than before, tapped on the panel. The door was flung open after an instant’s delay, the figure of Mr. Anderson’s valet blocking up the aper- ture. The card was received and carried through the antercom to the drawing- room, while the stage-doorkeeper waited outside for his answer. George, Anderson took the bit of paste- board somewhat impatiently from the hand of his servant and read the name and initials which followed aloud. But as he reached the initials his voice changed. “By Jove—'F. B. Z.I'” he exclaimed, and turned impulsively to his friend, who sat on a sofa looking quietly on at the process of making-up. Never befors had Anderson seen Lionel Macalre's face pale, but to his surprise the purplish flush had partly faded away. The man looked ghastly. CHAPTER IL IN WINIFRED'S DRESSING-ROOM. Mr. Anderson and the leading lady both @ressed near the stage; but Winifred Gray ‘was not the leading lady, and she and her maid Jameson had to go up a short flight of stairs. Jameson open the door and turned on the electric light, while her mistress fol- lowed slowly, with a friendly glance round the little room as if she loved it And she did love it dearly. It was still new to her to be acting in a great London theater and every night when she came to her dressing-room she felt the same thrill of excitement that had tingled through her nerves when she first took possess She had a good salary, but there were many uses for it and she had not much money to spend on beautifying her dress- ing-room with exquisite rugs and curtains and hangings as Mrs. Peter Carlton, the A small basket louage, with two o® three ruffly silk cushions, stood against the rose “distempered” wall. Here Wini- fred sometimes lay down to rest between & matinee and an evening performance, having her dinner sent from a restau- rant near by, if the weather were bad and she did not care to go out. Above the lounge was a shelf with some of Wiai- fred's favorite books and there were & few framed photographs and & water- color painting or two by an admirer who was a “coming artist.” In one cormer stood a long Psyche mirror, provided by the “management,” and another large mirror was tiited over the dressing-table which held materials for making up. One side of the wall was covered with & great sheet, under which hung the various dresses which Winifred wore in the play, and another sheet was suspended under- neath the frocks to keep them from con- tact with the wall. The upper sheet Jameson removed from the hooks to which it was astened by rings, and from the collection of pretty garments it had protected took a Japanese dressing-gown which she lald over the back of a chalr in front of the table. It was early and Winifred curled up on the lounge to look through her let- slowly drawing out hairpins and d, while Jame- pre ng for She folded up the bu: the big clean towel w ad covered the neatly arange on the table, er towels on the station- nad, It the gas-jet wire cage. which was te the electric lighting, for grease-paint which yelashes for stage Meantime the girl was laughing over her letters. The doorkeeper's vulgarly worded prophecy had proved correct. for the budget largely consisted of declara~ NOMW TE WROTT, Iy _HASTE ASKIN G- the stage, through a conlusion of scenery slippers, he came out into a more brilllant leading lady, did. Stlll, she had made 1t that was being set and carpets that were region. There, before knocking at the look very cozy, and in her eyes it was who but when he had picked his way across being rolled down by silent men in list door of the actor-manager's outer room, perfect. 2L ¥ COMqLe _ DOYYY AT 70 ONCLE tions of admiration from silly youths names she had never heard and appeals for her portrait or autograph