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　　ONEbrightmorninglateinFebruaryDr。ArchiewasbreakfastingcomfortablyattheWaldorf。HehadgotintoJerseyCityonanearlytrain，andared，windysunriseovertheNorthRiverhadgivenhimagoodappetite。Heconsultedthemorningpaperwhilehedrankhiscoffeeandsawthat\"Lohengrin\"wastobesungattheoperathatevening。Inthelistoftheartistswhowouldappearwasthename\"Kronborg。\"Suchabruptnessratherstartledhim。\"Kronborg\"：itwasimpressiveandyet，somehow，disrespectful；somewhatrudeandbrazen，onthebackpageofthemorningpaper。Afterbreakfasthewenttothehotelticketofficeandaskedthegirlifshecouldgivehimsome—

　　thingfor\"Lohengrin，\"\"nearthefront。\"Hismannerwasatrifleawkwardandhewonderedwhetherthegirlnoticedit。Evenifshedid，ofcourse，shecouldscarcelysuspect。

　　Beforetheticketstandhesawabunchofbluepostersannouncingtheoperacastsfortheweek。Therewas\"Lohengrin，\"andunderithesaw：——

　　ELSAVONBRABANT……TheaKronborg。

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