Henry C. Rowland,
The Bibliophile — Chapter II
(1919)
“ This he had managed, arriving at the theater in a taxi which had been tooling him from café to café most of the afternoon. He was a mere clandestine acquaintance of Clarissa's, who had always been closely herded by her promoters, less for her virtue's sake than for her stage value. Claudius was astonished to learn that, outside of her work, Clarissa knew scarcely a soul, had no intimate friends, led an utterly tiresome life, and was heartily sick of the whole business. Though a little frightened, she was glad to have made the break and hoped never to pass through a stage entrance again. ”
