Meanwhile, behind the scenes, Binet-listening to that glib impromptu of which the scenario gave no indication-had recovered from his fears.
"Dieu de Dieu!" he whispered, grinning. "Did he do it, then, on purpose?"
It seemed to him impossible that a man who had been so terror-stricken as he had fancied Andre-Louis, could have recovered his wits so quickly and completely. Yet the doubt remained.
To resolve it after the curtain had fallen upon a first act that had gone with a verve unrivalled until this hour in the annals of the company, borne almost entirely upon the slim shoulders of the new Scaramouche, M. Binet bluntly questioned him.
They were standing in the space that did duty as green-room, the company all assembled there, showering congratulations upon their new recruit.
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