Philip Curtiss, Mummers in Mufti — Chapter 23 (1922)
“ As he said the words that every one in the corridor had been dreading, the little comedian threw a sharp look at him over his shoulder. He said nothing, but Bellsmith had not missed the look. "But is it fair?" asked Bellsmith, weakly. For answer Israels merely shrugged, but suddenly the little comedian turned from his dressing-table, both hands, at the ends of his pink shirt-sleeves, held out before him. "No! I can tell you. It ain't fair!" he burst out. ”
