Tales of the Cloister
coming plays and made a list for Grace of the ones I wanted to see. I remembered that I marked most every one, and Grace laughed when she looked at the list. But I hadn't marked the "Bannerton Troubadours," and I didn't know just what time in March they were coming, for the date had not been set.
Sister Chrysostom hesitated for a moment and then said:
"When you learn the dates I wish you would tell me. There is a girl in that company whom I used to know. I shall be interested to feel that she is in the same city." And then she changed the subject and went back to the old music again, and of course I had to submit. But you can just believe I was excited. And curious? My! But I didn't dare ask her a single question.
One thing pleased me, though, and that was she didn't ask me not to tell. Of course I knew she meant me not to, and I never breathed a word to the girls, though I was dying to, for wouldn't it have simply thrilled them to think Sister Chrysostom knew an actress! I didn't tell a living soul but Grace; I tell her everything. She was interested, but didn't say much.
Well, now, you see, I've got to where I began my story, which was in the midst of the
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