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Identifier: memoriesofmylife00bern (find matches)
Title: Memories of my life : being my personal, professional, and social recollections as woman and artist
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Bernhardt, Sarah, 1844-1923
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Publisher: New York : D. Appleton
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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t deserve that. He was right, but the thing was done, A moment laterChilly arrived, furious, gesticulating, shouting, stammering inhis anger, It is abominable! he said. ** It is treason, and you hadnot even the right to do it! I shall make you pay damages! As I felt in a bad humor, I turned my back on him andexcused myself in as poor a way as possible to Duquesnel. Hewas hurt, and I was a little ashamed, for this man had givenme nothing but proofs of kindliness; and it was he who, inspite of Chilly and many other unwilling people, had held thedoor open for my future. Chilly kept his word and brought an action against me andthe Comedie. I lost and had to pay six thousand francs damageto the managers of the Odeon. A few months later Victor Hugo invited the interpreters of** Ruy Bias to a big supper in honor of the one hundredthperformance. This was a great delight to me, as I had neverbeen present at a supper of this kind, I had scarcely spoken to Chilly since our last scene. On the 248
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SKULL IN MADAME BERNHARDTS LIBRARY, WITH AUTOGRAPHVERSES BY VICTOR HUGO. I LEAVE THE ODEON night in question he was placed at my right, and we had to getreconciled. I was seated at the right of Victor Hugo, and athis left was Mme. Lambquin, who was playing the CameraraMayor. Duquesnel was next to Mme. Lambquin. Oppositethe illustrious poet was another poet, Theophile Gautier, withhis lions head on an elephants body. He had a brilliant mindand said the choicest things with a horse laugh. The flesh ofhis fat, flabby, wan face was pierced by two eyes veiled byheavy lids. The expression of them was charming, but far away.There was in this man an Oriental nobility choked by Westernfashion and customs. I knew nearly all his poetry, and I gazedat him with aftection, the fond lover of the Beautiful, It amused me to imagine him dressed in superb Orientalcostumes. I could see him lying down on huge cushions, hisbeautiful hands playing with gems of all colors, and some ofhis verses came in murmu

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