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He
set
to
his
supper
and
took
no
part
in
the
conversation
with
which
the
table
covered
Lily
's
removal
of
the
plates
.
The
subject
of
talk
was
the
opera
company
which
was
then
at
the
Theatre
Royal
.
Mr.
Bartell
D'Arcy
,
the
tenor
,
a
dark
--
complexioned
young
man
with
a
smart
moustache
,
praised
very
highly
the
leading
contralto
of
the
company
but
Miss
Furlong
thought
she
had
a
rather
vulgar
style
of
production
.
Freddy
Malins
said
there
was
a
Negro
chieftain
singing
in
the
second
part
of
the
Gaiety
pantomime
who
had
one
of
the
finest
tenor
voices
he
had
ever
heard
.
"
Have
you
heard
him
?
"
he
asked
Mr.
Bartell
D'Arcy
across
the
table
.
"
No
,
"
answered
Mr.
Bartell
D'Arcy
carelessly
.
"
Because
,
"
Freddy
Malins
explained
,
"
now
I
'd
be
curious
to
hear
your
opinion
of
him
.
I
think
he
has
a
grand
voice
.
"
"
It
takes
Teddy
to
find
out
the
really
good
things
,
"
said
Mr.
Browne
familiarly
to
the
table
.
"
And
why
could
n't
he
have
a
voice
too
?
"
asked
Freddy
Malins
sharply
.
"
Is
it
because
he
's
only
a
black
?
"
Nobody
answered
this
question
and
Mary
Jane
led
the
table
back
to
the
legitimate
opera
.
One
of
her
pupils
had
given
her
a
pass
for
Mignon
.
Of
course
it
was
very
fine
,
she
said
,
but
it
made
her
think
of
poor
Georgina
Burns
.
Mr.
Browne
could
go
back
farther
still
,
to
the
old
Italian
companies
that
used
to
come
to
Dublin
--
Tietjens
,
Ilma
de
Murzka
,
Campanini
,
the
great
Trebelli
,
Giuglini
,
Ravelli
,
Aramburo
.
Those
were
the
days
,
he
said
,
when
there
was
something
like
singing
to
be
heard
in
Dublin
.
He
told
too
of
how
the
top
gallery
of
the
old
Royal
used
to
be
packed
night
after
night
,
of
how
one
night
an
Italian
tenor
had
sung
five
encores
to
Let
me
like
a
Soldier
fall
,
introducing
a
high
C
every
time
,
and
of
how
the
gallery
boys
would
sometimes
in
their
enthusiasm
unyoke
the
horses
from
the
carriage
of
some
great
prima
donna
and
pull
her
themselves
through
the
streets
to
her
hotel
.
Why
did
they
never
play
the
grand
old
operas
now
,
he
asked
,
Dinorah
,
Lucrezia
Borgia
?
Because
they
could
not
get
the
voices
to
sing
them
:
that
was
why
.
"
Oh
,
well
,
"
said
Mr.
Bartell
D'Arcy
,
"
I
presume
there
are
as
good
singers
today
as
there
were
then
.
"
"
Where
are
they
?
"
asked
Mr.
Browne
defiantly
.
