"Language----" began Randolph.
"----was made to conceal thought," completed the other. "Stop talking. Stop
thinking. Or, if you must think, just get your thoughts back on your
business."
Foster might have expressed himself still more pungently if he had been
aware, as Cope was, of an episode which took place, behind the scenes, at
the close of the performance. Lemoyne's singing and dancing in the last act
had had a marked success: after all, people had come to enjoy and to
applaud. Following two or three recalls, a large sheaf of roses had been
passed over the footlights; for a close imitation of professional procedure
was held to give the advantage of strict vraisemblance. This "tribute"
Lemoyne took in character, with certain graces, pirouettes and smiles. His
success so mounted to his head (for he was the one person in the case who
approximated a professional effect) that after he had retired he could not
quiet down and leave his part. He continued to act off-stage; and in his
general state of ebulliency he endeavored to bestow a measure of upwelling
femininity upon another performer who was in the dress of his own sex.
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