Every patron of Maxine Elliott’s Theatre during the stay of the Irish Players must have become familiar with a figure in a trailing black gown, with a black lace mantilla over her grey hair, for such a person hovered about the house like a sort of patron saint. It was Lady Augusta Gregory, of course, as you might have been informed a hundred times an evening, had you cared to listen to the explanations of those that knew. She was present at every performance of her company—or nearly every performance—absenting herself only to watch George Arliss1 and Niagara Falls, and possibly one or two other wonders on exhibition in this country. When it comes to the Irish Players, she does not believe in the ancient maxim that a watched pot never boils, but she puts to practical test the other old saw about eternal vigilance and the price of success. In this case, the event has justified the method.
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