Only too soon, however, they realised that the length of the rehearsal
depended on Mrs. Skoot and not on her husband. Although it was no
business of hers she seemed unable to refrain from constant interruption
and fault-finding, and before the evening was over she had reduced Miss
Kay to tears, had tormented poor Ivy into the worst of tempers and had
goaded most of the men into a state of sullen wrath.
At last, after four hours of this, Mr. Skoot looked at his watch and
announced that it was half-past eleven. Time was the only thing which
had ever been known to conquer Mrs. Skoot; she wisely bowed to the
inevitable, and having reminded Miss Kay that the call was for eleven on
the following morning, she allowed herself to be helped into a handsome
fur cloak, and telling Ivy to follow her, quitted the theatre.
Ralph went back to his rooms in low spirits and the next morning did
not much mend matters, for they were kept rehearsing from eleven in
the morning till five in the afternoon. Had it not been for Dudley’s
unfailing good humour, his flashes of fun, and his genial kindliness,
Ralph thought he could not have endured so great a contrast to the whole
atmosphere of Washington’s theatre.
He began to feel a sort of angry contempt for the manager who seemed
but a tool in the hands of his wife and was quite indifferent to the
annoyance she gave to others.
But in the evening when “Macbeth” was given, when, for the first time in
his life, he had one of Shakspere’s characters to portray, he forgot all
the previous misery. Into the comparatively small part of _Malcolm_ he
had put an amount of thought and study and imagination which surprised
Dudley, and the elder man, as they walked home together, spoke words of
hearty commendation and encouragement which cheered the novice’s heart
as nothing else could have done.
On the day before they were to leave Dumfries for Ayr, it chanced that,
being released earlier than usual from rehearsal, Ralph suggested a walk
to Ivy. It was the first chance they had had for any sort of relaxation,
and Ivy listened with delight to the proposal of a visit to the grave of
Burns and to Lincluden Abbey.
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