CHAPTER XIX

THE TRY OUT

"Will the young lady on the extreme right please come forward?" said Mr.

Southard pleasantly, indicating Marian Barber, who rather timidly

obeyed, taking the book he held out to her. At his request, she began to

read from Orlando's entrance, in the first scene of the fourth act. She

faltered a little on the first two lines, but shortly regained her

courage and read on in her best manner. When she had read about a dozen

lines he motioned for her to cease reading, said something to Miss

Tebbs, who made an entry on her pad, and beckoned to the girl next to

Marian to come forward.

Straight down the line he went, sometimes stopping a girl at her third

or fourth line, rarely allowing them to read farther than the eleventh

or twelfth.

Nora was the second Phi Sigma Tau to undergo the ordeal. As she briskly

delivered the opening lines, the actor stopped her. Taking the book from

her, he turned to the part where Touchstone, quaintly humorous, holds

forth upon "the lie seven times removed."

"Read this," he said briefly, holding out the book to Nora.

Nora began and read glibly on, unconsciously emphasizing as she did so.

Down one page she read and half way through the next before Mr. Southard

seemed satisfied.

Then he again held conversation with Miss Tebbs, who nodded and looked

smilingly toward Nora, who stood scowling faintly, rather ill-pleased at

attracting so much attention.

"It looks as though Nora had made an impression, doesn't it!" whispered

Jessica to Grace, who was about to reply when Mr. Southard motioned to

her. Grace, who knew the scene by heart, went fearlessly forward, and

read the lines with splendid emphasis. Marian and Eva Allen followed

her, and acquitted themselves with credit. Then Eleanor's turn came.

Handing her coat, which she had taken off and carried upon her arm, to

Edna Wright, she walked proudly over, then, without a trace of

self-consciousness, began the reading of the designated lines. Her voice

sounded unusually clear and sweet, yet lacked something of the power of

expression displayed by Grace in her rendering of the same scene. When

she had finished she handed the book back with an air of studied

indifference she was far from feeling. She had decided in her own mind

that Rosalind was the part best suited to her, and felt that the honor

now lay between herself and Grace. No other girls, with the exception of

Nora, had been allowed to read as much of any scene as they two had been

requested to read.

But Eleanor had reckoned without her host, for there was one girl who

had not as yet come to the front. The girl was Anne Pierson, who in some

mysterious manner had been all but overlooked, until Miss Tebbs spied

her standing between Grace and Nora.

"Can you spare us a moment more, Mr. Southard?" said Miss Tebbs to the

actor, who was preparing to leave. "You have almost missed hearing one

of my best girls. Come here, Anne, and prove the truth of my words."

Grace drew a long breath of relief. She had eagerly awaited Anne's turn

and was about to call Miss Tebbs's attention to Anne, just as that

teacher had observed her.

As most of the girls present had heard Anne recite, there was a great

craning of necks and a faint murmur of expectancy as she took her place.

They expected her to live up to her reputation and she had scarcely

delivered the opening line before they realized that she would not

disappoint them.

Her musical voice vibrated with expression and the mock-serious

bantering tones in which she delivered Rosalind's witty speeches caused

Mr. Southard to smile and nod approvingly as she gave full value to the

immortal lines. Her change of voice from Rosalind to Orlando was wholly

delightful, and so charmingly did she depict both characters that when

she ended with Orlando's exit she received a little ovation from the

listening girls, in which Mr. Southard and Miss Tebbs joined.

"She's won! She's won! I'm so glad," Grace said softly to Nora and

Jessica. "I wanted her to play Rosalind, and I knew she could do it.

Look, girls! Mr. Southard is shaking hands with her."

True enough, Anne was shyly shaking hands with the great actor, who was

congratulating her warmly upon her recent effort.

"I have never before heard an amateur read those lines as well as you

have to-day, Miss Pierson," he said. "I am sure Rosalind will be safe

with you, for few professional women could have done better. If I am

anywhere near here when your play is enacted, I shall make it a point to

come and see it."

Shaking hands warmly with Miss Tebbs and bowing to the admiring girls,

Mr. Southard hurriedly departed, leaving his audience devoured with

curiosity as to the chosen ones.

Anne stood perfectly still, looking rather dazed. The unexpected had

happened. She was to have not only a part, but the best part, at that.

The girls gathered eagerly about her, congratulating her on her success,

but she was too overcome to thank them, and smiled at them through a

mist of tears.

"Look at Eleanor," whispered Nora to Grace. "She's so angry she can't

see straight. She must have wanted to play Rosalind herself. I told you

she'd sulk if she couldn't be the leading lady."

Grace glanced over toward Eleanor, who stood biting her lip, her hands

clenched and her face set in angry lines.

"She looks like the 'Vendetta' or the 'Camorra' or some other Italian

vengeance agency, doesn't she?" said Nora with a giggle.

Grace laughed in spite of herself at Nora's remark, but regretted it the

next moment, for Eleanor saw the glances directed toward her and heard

Nora's giggle. She turned white and half started toward Grace, then

stopped, and, turning her back upon the Phi Sigma Tau, began talking to

Edna Wright.

Just then Miss Tebbs, who had been busy with her list, announced that

she would now name the cast, and all conversation ceased as by magic.

Miriam Nesbit was intrusted with the "Duke," while Marian Barber was to

play "Frederick," his brother. Jessica was in raptures over "Phebe,"

while Nora had captured "Touchstone," Eva Allen, "Audrey," and, to her

great delight, Grace was told that she was to play "Orlando," with

Eleanor as "Celia." The other parts were assigned among the sophomores

and freshmen who had made the best showing, Mabel Allison getting the

part of Jaques.

"You will report for rehearsal next Tuesday afternoon after school, when

typewritten copies of your parts will be handed you," said Miss Tebbs,

as she was about to leave the room.

The moment Miss Tebbs ceased talking the girls began, as they gathered

in little groups around the lucky ones and gave vent to their feelings

with many exclamations of approval and congratulation. Several girls

approached Eleanor, but she fairly ran from them and hurried out of the

gymnasium after Miss Tebbs with Edna Wright and Daisy Culver at her

heels.

"There goes Eleanor after Miss Tebbs," observed Marian Barber. "What do

you suppose she's up to now?"

"Oh, never mind her," said Nora impatiently. "You'll see enough of her

during rehearsal. It will be so pleasant to rehearse with her,

considering that she isn't on speaking terms with any of us."

Had the girl chums known then what Eleanor "was up to," it would have

been a matter of surprise and indignation to all of them. After

imperiously commanding her satellites to wait for her in the corridor,

Eleanor overtook Miss Tebbs just outside Miss Thompson's office.

"I want to speak to you, Miss Tebbs," said Eleanor as the teacher

paused, her hand on the doorknob.

"Well, what can I do for you, Miss Savell?"

"I want to speak to you about the play. I wish to play Rosalind," said

Eleanor with calm assurance.

"But, my dear child, Anne Pierson is to play Rosalind," replied Miss

Tebbs. "Mr. Southard particularly commended her work. Did you not hear

what he said?"

"Oh, yes; I heard him complimenting her," replied Eleanor complacently,

"but I feel sure that I can do more with it than she can. I did not do

my best work to-day. Besides, Miss Pierson is too short. I am certain of

making a better appearance."

"What you say about appearance is quite true, Miss Savell," replied Miss

Tebbs frankly. "Beyond a doubt you would make a beautiful Rosalind; but

I am convinced that no other girl can enact the part with the spirit and

dash that Miss Pierson can. Your part of Celia is very well suited to

you, and you can win plenty of applause playing it. You must understand,

however, that once having given out a part, I should not attempt to take

it from the girl I had given it to simply because some other girl

desired it. That would be both unfair and unjust. The only thing I could

promise you would be to allow you to understudy Rosalind in case

anything happened to Miss Pierson. Would you care to understudy the

part?"

Eleanor was silent for a moment. Miss Tebbs, looking a trifle impatient,

stood awaiting her reply.

"I should like to do that," Eleanor said slowly, a curious light in her

eyes. "Thank you very much, Miss Tebbs."

"You are welcome," replied the teacher. "Be sure and be prompt at

rehearsal next Tuesday."

As Miss Tebbs entered the office, Eleanor turned and walked slowly down

the corridor.

"So Miss Tebbs thinks I ought to be satisfied with 'Celia,'" she

muttered. "Very well, I'll rehearse Celia, but I'll understudy Rosalind,

and it will be very strange if something doesn't happen to Miss

Pierson."

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