Her husband was rich; a contract was nothing to her.

There was not another actress of her ability to be found; the season was too late.

There was not another woman available, nor would any other manager lend one.

As the opening performance was but two weeks hence, you will realize why Warrington's mood this night was anything but amiable.
He scowled at his cigar.

There was always something, some sacrifice to make, and seldom for art's sake.