In the
middle of the second act, however, the play failed--that is to say,
the play in which Miss Colgate was appearing on Broadway. (It failed
in the middle of Mr. Flanders' second act, lest I appear ambiguous.)
The young actress found herself out of employment and without much
prospect of getting an engagement at that season of the year--a bad
year it was, too, if you will remember what theatrical people had to
say about it. Now, she was not obliged to work for a living. She could
have gone back to her family in Connecticut. But she was not made of
that sort of stuff. She could have gone back home and married the most
desirable young or old man in the town. She could have given up the
stage and devoted herself to the teaching of music, French or wood-
carving, in which pursuits she was far less of an amateur than at
play-acting. But she was a valiant, undaunted little warrior. She
announced that she was ready to do anything that offered, even chorus-
work.
And one evening she told him that she had found a place in the chorus
of a "road show.
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