Neither Jew nor Greek : $b a story of Jewish social lifeGuttenberg, Violet
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Neither Jew nor Greek : $b a story of Jewish social life
Guttenberg, Violet
Jews -- England -- Fiction
Her good wishes were, happily, gratified. “The Voice of the Charmer” was
a decided success. From the first ring-up to the final fall of the
curtain, it went without a hitch. Beautiful scenery and costumes, good
acting, a whimsical but fascinating plot--all these things were in its
favour; and the audience being enthusiastic, ready to applaud on the
slightest provocation, the good fortune of the play was thus ensured.
Celia’s cue did not occur until the latter part of the first act. She
was heard singing in the distance until, after a melodious cadenza, she
herself appeared. From the first moment of her entrance she held the
stage. Opera glasses were immediately levelled and focussed, as with
almost breathless interest the audience took in the beauty of her face
and form, the profusion of bright hair falling over robes of filmy
white; and then, the marvellous sweetness of her voice. Slightly nervous
at first, she soon gained confidence; and, taking no heed of the
audience, lost herself in the identity of Mallida, the hypnotist’s
daughter, who, living in an old-world German town, lures men and women
on by the magic power of her voice, until, arriving on her father’s
domain, they are forced to submit to his evil machinations.
It was a curious play, recalling “Dr. Faustus” in the mystic
impossibility of its first act, but becoming more plausible as it
proceeded. The first scene was a secret cave in the heart of the Hartz
mountains, where the hypnotist hid the spoil he had plundered from his
victims; the last act represented, in striking contrast, a modern London
ball-room; Haviland having run the whole gamut from the romantic to the
commonplace.
The theatre was crowded in every part. Celia could not have desired a
better reception than the one which was accorded her. Many of the people
in the stalls and boxes had met her, when, like a meteor, she had
flashed upon society under the chaperonage of Lady Marjorie Stonor.
Claiming personal acquaintance, therefore, they were particularly
interested, and vied with pit and gallery in thundering their applause.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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