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Chapter XVI. A Witless Aladdin: The Gate To The World

           Thereisn’tenoughmoneyinthetreasuryatthepresenttime,andwethoughtwewouldraiseitbyalittleentertainment.”

           “Sure,”interruptedDrouet,“that’sagoodidea.”

           “Severaloftheboysaroundherehavegottalent.There’sHarryBurbeck,hedoesafineblack-faceturn.MacLewisisallrightatheavydramatics.Didyoueverhearhimrecite‘OvertheHills’?”

           “Neverdid.”

           “Well,Itellyou,hedoesitfine.”

           “Andyouwantmetogetsomewomantotakeapart?”questionedDrouet,anxioustoterminatethesubjectandgetontosomethingelse.“Whatareyougoingtoplay?”

           “‘UndertheGaslight,’”saidMr.Quincel,mentioningAugustinDaly’sfamousproduction,whichhadwornfromagreatpublicsuccessdowntoanamateurtheatricalfavourite,withmanyofthetroublesomeaccessoriescutoutandthedramatispersonæreducedtothesmallestpossiblenumber.

           Drouethadseenthisplaysometimeinthepast.

           “That’sit,”hesaid;“that’safineplay.Itwillgoallright.Yououghttomakealotofmoneyoutofthat.”

           “Wethinkwe’lldoverywell,”Mr.Quincelreplied.“Don’tyouforgetnow,”heconcluded,Drouetshowingsignsofrestlessness;“someyoungwomantotakethepartofLaura.”

           “Sure,I’llattendtoit.”

           Hemovedaway,forgettingalmostallaboutitthemomentMr.Quincelhadceasedtalking.Hehadnoteventhoughttoaskthetimeorplace.

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