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I want to listen to Verman -- I WANT to -- I WANT to -- '' Wailing , she was borne away -- of her sex not the first to be fascinated by obscurity , nor the last to champion its eloquence . Verman was almost unendurable after this , but , like many , many other managers , Schofield and Williams restrained their choler , and even laughed fulsomely when their principal attraction essayed the role of a comedian in private , and capered and squawked in sheer , fatuous vanity . The first performance of the afternoon rivalled the successes of the morning , and although Miss Rennsdale was detained at home , thus drying up the single source of cash income developed before lunch , Maurice Levy appeared , escorting Marjorie Jones , and paid coin for two admissions , dropping the money into Sam 's hand with a careless -- nay , a contemptuous -- gesture . At sight of Marjorie , Penrod Schofield flushed under his new moustache -LRB- repainted since noon -RRB- and lectured as he had never lectured before . A new grace invested his every gesture ; a new sonorousness rang in his voice ; a simple and manly pomposity marked his very walk as he passed from curio to curio . And when he fearlessly handled the box of rats and hammered upon it with cool insouciance , he beheld -- for the first time in his life -- a purl of admiration eddying in Marjorie 's lovely eye , a certain softening of that eye . And then Verman spake and Penrod was forgotten .