Not quite to such an extent was he the incarnation of Scaramouche. But sufficiently was he so ever to mask his true feelings by an arresting gesture, his true thoughts by an effective phrase. He was the actor always, a man ever calculating the effect he would produce, ever avoiding self-revelation, ever concerned to overlay his real character by an assumed and quite fictitious one. There was in this something of impishness, and something of other things.
Nobody laughed now at his flippancy. He did not intend that anybody should. He intended to be terrible; and he knew that the more flippant and casual his tone, the more terrible would be its effect.
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Rougane departed confident of
It surprised the great
Pantaloon turned to behold
The carriage rolled across
But he had reckoned
Under the shield in
True he had gone
Plain wooden forms such
Above a scarlet coat
Montansier s theatre in
That is what you
You monsieur he called
Binet Naturally you would
I said from the
And then he became
On the roof of
She looked down now
My dear Aline That
But we have sinned
Ancenis will be convulsed
For a long moment
Perhaps it will not
We are seeking to
Scaramouche a little exalted
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