Our next production was "Macbeth"; but meanwhile we had visited America three times. In the next chapter I shall give an account of my tours in America, of my friends there; and of some of the impressions that the vast, wonderful country made on me. [Illustration] FOOTNOTES: [41] _Copyright, 1908, by Ellen Terry_ (_Mrs. Carew_) [42] Madame: Avec Olivia vous m'avez donne bonheur et peine. _Bonheur_ par votre art qui est noble et sincere--_peine_ car je sens tristesse au coeur de voir une belle et genereuse nature de femme, donner son ame a l'art--comme vous le faites--quand c'est la vie meme, votre coeur meme, qui parle tendrement, douleureusement, noblement sous votre jeu. Je ne puis pas me debarrasser d'une certaine tristesse quand je vois des artistes si nobles et hauts tels que vous et Monsieur Irving. Si vous deux vous etes si fortes de soumettre (avec un travail continuel) la vie a l'art, moi de mon coin, je vous regarde comme des forces de la nature meme qui auraient droit de vivre pour eux-memes et pas pour la foule. Je n'ose pas vous deranger, Madame, et d'ailleurs j'ai tant a faire aussi, qu'il m'est impossible de vous dire de vive voix tout le grand plaisir que vous m'avez donnee, mais parce que j'ai senti votre coeur. Veuillez, chere madame, croire au mien qui ne demande pas mieux dans cet instant que vous admirer et vous le dire tant bien que mal d'une maniere quelconque. Bien a vous, E. Duse. THE LIE DIRECT BY CAROLINE DUER Two men went up into the sanctum sanctorum of the Quill Drivers' Club to lunch. The younger was a writer of fiction and the elder a clergyman, his friend and guest, by chance encountered on a rare visit to town. They were evidently absorbed in discussion when they sat down, for the host hardly interrupted himself long enough to give the briefest of orders to the attendant waiter before he leaned forward across the table and resumed eagerly: "Let the critics rage furiously together if they will"--referring to a controversy excited by one of his late stories. "The thing is going to stand! I believe, and I'll go bail there's no reasonable person who doesn't believe, that falsehood is justifiable, and more than justifiable, on many occasions." "Only everybody will differ as to the occasions," put in the clergyman, the humor in the corners of his eyes counterbalanced by the graveness of the lines about his mouth. "I'll go further than that," continued the writer, striking his hand on the table impressively. "In the circumstances as I described them I won't call it falsehood! I agree with whoever it was who said that one lied only when one intentionally deceived a person who had a right to know the truth." "And suppose," said the clergyman, with sudden earnestness, "the knowledge of the truth would be cruel, painful, harmful even, to the person who had the right to it. What then? Would you still owe it to him, or not?"