Far away in Bohemia."
DOLF WYLLARDE.
Barcelona in August was like the Hell to which Emile likened it.
The rich escaped from the heat to their villas up in the mountains,
those whom business, or lack of money, kept in the city, existed in a
parched and sweltering condition. Arithelli still kept her place among
the performers at the Hippodrome, though after the fashion of circus
artists her name had been changed.
She was now "Madame Mignonne" from Paris, and wore a golden wig, and
came on the stage riding a lion in the character of a heathen goddess
in the spectacular display which always ended the performance.
She pined for the _haute ecole_ and trick riding in which she so
excelled, and felt unholy pangs when she saw her beloved white horses
being driven in a chariot by a fat, vulgar English woman, arrayed in
scanty pink tunic and tights.
She was not afraid of the lion, who was old and toothless enough to be
absolutely safe, but her new role was not a great success.
The golden hair did not suit her any better than did the classical
draperies, and she grew daily thinner.
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