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n he had to sit still and drink--there was no other alternative. She asked Viznina where he was born, where he had studied, and why he had changed his name. The answers were those of a man in love with his art. Hinweg, he explained, was his mother's name, and assumed because of the anti-Slav prejudice existing in Vienna. Calcraft broke in. "You say you are Bohemian, Herr Viznina? You are really as Swedish looking as Mrs. Calcraft." "What a Sieglinde she would make, with her beautiful blond complexion and grand figure," returned the tenor with enthusiasm. Tekla sighed for the third time that day. She burned to become a Wagner singer. Had she not been a successful elocutionist in Minnesota? How this talented young artist appreciated her gift, intuitively understood her ambition! Calcraft noted that they looked enough alike to be brother and sister; tall, fair and blue-eyed as they were. He laughed at the conceit. "You are both of the Woelfing tribe," he roared and ordered beer of Magda. "I always drink dark beer after champagne, it settles the effervesence," he argued. "You can always drink beer, before and after anything, Cal," said his wife in her sarcastic, vibrant voice. The guest was hopelessly bored, but, being a man of will, he concentrated his attention upon himself and grew more resigned. He did not pretend to understand this rough-spoken critic, with his hatred of Wagner and his contradictory Teutonic tastes. Tekla with eyes full of beaming implications spoke: "I should tell you, Cal, that Herr Viznina does not know, or else has forgotten, which paper you write for, and I let him guess. He thinks you praised his Siegmund." "Saturday morning after the Tristan performance he will know for sure," answered the critic sardonically, drinking a stein of Wuerzburger. "You rude man! of course he will know, and he will love you afterwards." If Calcraft had been near enough she would have tapped him playfully on the arm. "Ah! Madame, what would we poor artists do if it were not for the ladies, the kind, sweet American ladies?" "That's just it," cried Calcraft. "What an idea, Warrington Calcraft!" Tekla was thoroughly indignant. "Never since I've known you have I attempted to influence you." "You couldn't," said he. "No, not even for poor Florence Deliba, who entered into a suicidal marriage after she read your brutal notice of her debut." "And a good thing it was for the operatic stage,"
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