Marnie left the stage after the third curtain call, gracefully accepting the congratulations of the cast. In her dressing-room she collapsed onto the couch and reflected on her performance.
In the first act she had fluffed a line, just a little. Had anyone noticed? She hoped not. In the second act she was fractionally late moving to her mark, and thought the leading man had curled his lip at her error. In the third act she had paused momentarily in a vital speech, but had quickly recovered.
Perhaps tomorrow night she would do better.
In the first act she had fluffed a line, just a little. Had anyone noticed? She hoped not. In the second act she was fractionally late moving to her mark, and thought the leading man had curled his lip at her error. In the third act she had paused momentarily in a vital speech, but had quickly recovered.
Perhaps tomorrow night she would do better.
