"We play many parts.
Sometimes we hardly know we are ourselves." "And when you sung that 'Annie Laurie' song, did you have any coschume to go along with that ?" "You mean--" "Well, now, ma'am, when us fellers was talkin' it over, it always seemed to us, somehow, like the Annie Laurie coschume was right _white_." He blushed and hastened to apologize.

"Not sayin' anything against that dress you've got on," he said.

"I never saw one as fine as that in all my life.

I never saw any woman, never in all my life, like you.

I--I--ma'am"-- he flushed, but went on with a Titanic simplicity--"I _worship_ you, right where you stand, in that there dress; but--could you--" "You are an artist yourself!" cried she.