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io8                           A  FEW MEMORIES
Green Street theatre, and the change in my life that had brought me to the theatre of Moliere seemed   nothing   short   of   magic.     Like   Clara Morris, Madame Bernhardt had a way of turning her back upon the audience to make comic remarks or grimaces to those standing in the wings. It was impossible to  compliment her Dona Sol when she constantly distracted one with amusing asides.    One evening she said, " I will act for you to-night.    It is  not good for  me, but  you will see."   After the first acts—a series of triumphs— she came to the death scene.    I shall always remember it as the most powerfully realistic acting I have ever witnessed.    When it was over, there was wild enthusiasm in the house.     The great actress lay upon the stage like one really dead. Her maids  ran  to   her  assistance.    There  was a stain  of blood upon the handkerchief put  to her lips.   A little iced champagne restored her, though she was only able  to  stand  quite  still, while the audience thundered its applause.    She put her  hand  on  my shoulder  on  coming   off the stage, and, with   a faint smile, simply said "VoilaF    We had  many talks  together  about dramatic art.    She professed the greatest admiration for  the  works  of Shakespeare.    It  was  a