Rosa Campbell Praed

“ Cubison gave a fat laugh. "I'll do my best," she said, nodding at Beatrice, who took no notice; "but Beaty is kinder wilful, and hard to drive."
"Yet, if Miss Brett intends seriously to go on the stage, there should be some one, should there not, to take care of her professional interests?" said Lendon.
"Pull the wires, you mean, butter up the critics, tackle the managers, and supply the newspapers with paragraphs. But we are independent of wire-pulling, Mr. Lendon. Beaty is a born genius, and genius don't need bolstering up. She ain't going to bind herself down body and soul to any manager. ”

“ He could not help saying, when the Professor spoke of his return to the States as imminent—
"But surely you will not leave Miss Brett here alone?"
"Why not?" said the Professor calmly. "She has been alone all her life. She studied by herself in New York and Paris, and I presume London is no worse a place for a young woman than they are. Oh, Beaty is very well able to get along, though she looks so fragile."
"Suppose she should be ill?" said Lendon; "if she should have another fainting fit, like that of the other night, for instance?" ”

“ Lendon gave the play now to Beatrice to study, and was delighted to find that she shared his admiration, and took the same noble and sympathetic view of the character as he himself, for to him the Duchess of Malfi was one of the ideal women. So the weeks wore on in the little house in Regent's Park. Never did actress lead simpler or more innocent life. ”