Sealed Lips — page 16: what you’re looking at

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8 SHALED LIPS. When he had disappeared, a second tenor, who re- entered in his ordinary clothes, observed that Gode- froid had left without asking them to supper. The leader of the orchestra defended the com- poser: “He looks as if he had had enough for one even- ing.” | One of the head employees whispered a little loudly in the tenor’s ear: “Probably he prefers to sup with the Princess Adossides.” Twenty people heard this insinuation, and smiled ina knowing way. The princessin question was the principal female character in the new opera, being no other than the debutante of the evening, the beautiful, much admired, and much envied Jenny Sauval. To tell the truth, the public gave the master credit for better luck than he had. With. his over- | coat turned up to his ears, both hands in his pock- ets, and a lighted cigar, he stepped out of the door on Boulevard Haussman, with no other intention than to go slowly home, alone and on foot, to cool his forehead and temples in the fresh air in the silence of the night. But he had not counted upon surprises. As he passed the gate of the enormous — building now almost entirely dark, aman who had been hiding there for half an hour, threw himself on his neck, and nearly strangled him with his embrace, ; GOmMmicbdoo ‘S.coO