“He is not out there trying to get attention—his work speaks for itself,” Bernhardt added.
King George commanded Bernhardt to be madman no longer and come and live in Dresden.
Another hen—the mellowest-voiced one of all—she addresses as Bernhardt.
Some one went to the hall in search of a doctor, and the rumour that "the little Bernhardt had fainted" reached my mother.
This was Mlle. Bernhardt's third dbut, and she assumed the rle of Henriette.
His Majesty had denied himself to Bernhardt for months past.
That Mlle. Bernhardt should be insignificant does not much matter.
Each one of us reveals his temperamental bias in the upholding of Bernhardt's or Duse's or Modjeska's respective readings.
I submit to your Majesty that it might be well to send Bernhardt travelling.
Here Mme. Bernhardt betrayed a real grief, but as a woman would, and not a man.