A Parisian Romance — page 85: what you’re looking at

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16 4 PARISIAN ROMANCE registered a vow that, if she could help it, the purity of Marcelle’s mind should not be sullied by attentions and speeches which were little less than an insult. Marcelle herself had led too retired a life to have any just appreciation of aman of the baron’s type, but, without knowing exactly why, he never addressed her that she did not feel repelled. She would have avoided him on every possible occa- sion, had it not been for the sincere affection she felt for his wife. The appearance of the musicians was the signal that the curtain was about to rise, and the young. men who had been visiting their friends in the boxes gradually drifted back to their seats on the floor of the house. The third act is devoted to the fetes in honor of the emperor, and almost entirely taken up with the . gorgeous ballet of “The Enchanted Tower.” After some preliminary and rather uninteresting evolu- tions by coryphees, in gauze skirts and low-cut bodices of all the colors of the rainbow, amid a crash of music the doors of the pavilion, erected in the center of the stage, flew open, and within, at the head of a broad flight of steps, appeared the bright, particular star of the ballet, Rosa Guerin. At sight of its favorite, the vast audience broke into a roar of applause, quite equal to that with which it had welcomed Juliani himself. The dancer was dressed in clouds of pale-gray tulle, garlanded with crimson roses, and a single Eomicbooks. co