Terrible and overwhelming as was the knowledge thus suddenly acquired, Mme. Lorraine neither by word nor sign gave any evidence that she had received a shock. She merely stood still--very still--for a minute or so with her eyes riveted upon the card, and the audience, suspecting nothing of this strange by-play, received the impression that the writing on the card was rather illegible, hence the slowness of the actress in deciphering the name. At last, with an inward shudder, madame lifted her eyes from the bit of pasteboard upon which she had been gazing as one looks at a serpent hidden among flowers. Her glance went straight to the box where Eliot and Una, so beautiful, so happy, in their youth and love, sat with bated breath watching her face. She recognized them instantly; a subtle smile dawned on her face, she bowed profoundly. The audience, still unconscious of the truth, applauded madame's graceful courtesy to the echo, and kissing the tips of her fingers, smiling right and left, she retired. Una drew a long, sobbing breath of relief as the beautiful woman vanished from sight. Eliot smiled and whispered: "She accepts her defeat with equanimity. Her self-command is admirable, enviable." "I am so glad she took it so coolly; I dare say she does not care," Una murmured, gladly, and some of the stifling fear and dread left her heart. If she could have looked behind the scenes into madame's dressing-room, she would not have felt so confident. Mima had to exert all her skill to bring her mistress up to the mark to enable her to go on with the fourth and last act in the play. Her agitation upon reaching the dressing-room had been great, and Mima for a moment had been scarcely less shaken; but her nerves were very strong, and she soon began to reassure Mme. Lorraine. "It is nothing--pshaw! Do not let your mind be upset, madame. Be glad that the fair-faced lad lives. Your conscience is that much lighter, and for the rest, he was never worthy the passion of so magnificent a woman!" "He was the only man I ever loved!" madame cried, obstinately. "He was splendid, whatever you say, Mima, and to think that she, the Little Nobody, has come back from the very grave to part us, to win him from me! Oh, it is bitter! I will not endure it. He was mad to fling that defiance in my face. I will make him pay dearly, dearly for that insolence!" "Nonsense! You shall not get yourself into any more scrapes over that boy!" Mima cried, angrily. Mme. Lorraine laughed hysterically. "You shall see," she said. "I will come between them; I will part them. I swear it!" "Nonsense!" Mima said again. "You do not even know where they live." "I shall find out!" the actress cried, obstinately; and then she gave vent to a sudden cry of shrill delight. "Oh! oh!" "What is it, then?" curtly.