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"How could you? Am I not what your father calls a natural actor?
I was an actor long before I became Scaramouche. Therefore I have
laughed. I often do when I am hurt. When you were pleased to be
disdainful, I acted disdain in my turn."
"You acted very well," said she, without reflecting.
"Of course. I am an excellent actor."
"And why this sudden change?"
"In response to the change in you. You have grown weary of your
part of cruel madam - a dull part, believe me, and unworthy of your
talents. Were I a woman and had I your loveliness and your grace,
Climene, I should disdain to use them as weapons of offence."
"Loveliness and grace!" she echoed, feigning amused surprise. But
the vain baggage was mollified. "When was it that you discovered
this beauty and this grace, M. Scaramouche?"
He looked at her a moment, considering the sprightly beauty of her,
the adorable femininity that from the first had so irresistibly
attracted him.
"One morning when I beheld you rehearsing a love-scene with Leandre.


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