. The light of the star; a novel. XIV. |T last the new play was finishedand the author brought it andlaid it in the hands of the ac-tress as if it were a new-bornchild, and her heart leapedwith joy. He was no longer the stern andself-absorbed writer. His voice was tender ashe said, I give this to you in the hope thatit may regain for you what you have lost. The tears sprang to Helens eyes, and aword of love rose to her lips. It is verybeautiful, and we will triumph in it. He seemed about to speak some revealing,sealing word, but the presence of the motherrestrained him. Helen, recognizing the
. The light of the star; a novel. XIV. |T last the new play was finishedand the author brought it andlaid it in the hands of the ac-tress as if it were a new-bornchild, and her heart leapedwith joy. He was no longer the stern andself-absorbed writer. His voice was tender ashe said, I give this to you in the hope thatit may regain for you what you have lost. The tears sprang to Helens eyes, and aword of love rose to her lips. It is verybeautiful, and we will triumph in it. He seemed about to speak some revealing,sealing word, but the presence of the motherrestrained him. Helen, recognizing the re- 164 THE LIGHT OF THE STAR turning tide of his love, to which she relatedno self-seeking, was radiant. Come, we will put it in rehearsal at once,she said. I know you are as eager to haveit staged as I. I will not read it. I will waittill you read it for the company to-morrowmorning. I do not go to that ordeal with the samejoy as before, he admitted. The company met him with far less of in-terest in this reading of the second play,
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