The last time I was talking on the second floor of Papa's Antiques, I forgot to ask about Hathaway's eccentric cousin. But when Jenkins asked again, the red-haired lady refused to answer.
She just said that the girl was not a bad person, and she was unwilling to disclose any information other than that.
Fortunately, Jenkins is not the kind of person who likes to pry into other people's privacy, so he quickly skipped that topic.
Today is Sunday, and the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe will perform at the Royal Opera House in the evening, so Jenkins and Hathaway can meet them directly backstage.
Mr. Nellie had already given the pass to Jenkins in advance. After he and Hathaway got off the carriage, they entered the resplendent Grand Opera House from the side, and then, guided by the waiter who specially greeted them, they came to the lounge where the troupe was located.
In fact, Jenkins and Hathaway came to this place together a few months ago, but at that time it was to "take" a violin without warning.
Coincidentally, the Opera Troupe is still using the foyer and dressing room from a few months ago. This made Jenkins feel a little embarrassed, but Hathaway didn't seem to care about it.
"Lord William, it is a pleasure to meet you!"
Turning the corner, I saw Mr. Nelly standing alone at the end of the corridor, looking at the oil painting opposite the lounge door with his hands behind his back. On the oil painting was the third actual owner of the Royal Opera House, the great King Sars II. Mr. Nellie was wearing a wine-red formal suit and a black top hat. A pocket watch chain protruded from the chest pocket and was tied to the button. He looked even richer.
Hearing footsteps, he turned his head and saw Jenkins and his party, with an exaggerated smile on his face.
"Oh, this is Miss Hathaway Hessa, right? Nice to meet you, ma'am."
"Hello, I have heard your name from Jenkins a long time ago. I have to say that the opera troupe you run has really brought art and singing to the city of Nolan."
As a keen businessman, Mr. Jeannell recognized Hathaway's unusual address for Jenkins at once. He didn't know the relationship between the young man and woman, but that didn't stop him from being courteous.
Opera is a very popular performing art in this era. Simply put, it is a drama that mainly or completely uses singing and music to explain and express the plot, and it is a drama that is sung rather than spoken.
The performance of opera, like the needs of drama, relies on the typical elements of the theater, such as background, costumes and performances. Therefore, the composition of the opera troupe is not just actors.
Although the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe is one of the most popular opera troupes on the mainland, it is not the largest opera troupe, but even so, the number of main members is more than a hundred.
In addition to the main actors, the troupe also includes props, director, soundtrack and so on. This evening, the actors, directors and soundtrack groups mainly met with Jenkins and Hathaway.
The former came to let Jenkins and Hathaway get acquainted with each person's performance characteristics and write scripts in a targeted manner, while the latter two wanted to contact them with the production of opera scripts.
It can be seen that not everyone is satisfied with the arrival of Jenkins and Hathaway, they are just outsiders to the opera troupe. But Mr. Nelly was present, and no one dared to say anything. Although being polite to Jenkins, this big businessman is definitely not a kind person.
Currently serving as the head of the troupe for the time being, is Mr. Dolok Haddix, the original deputy head. This is a man who works very seriously, and he will communicate with Jenkins in the days to come.
Hathaway is very interested in the operation of the opera troupe, and has a good chat with the young actresses. Although Jenkins had never heard her sing, Hathaway, as the bestower of the pseudo-god [Wonderful Movement] with the priesthood of [Song], did have a good voice.
The more popular title of the false god [Wonderful Movement] is actually the [God of Music]. Hathaway's artistic attainments can be seen from this point.
The two were planning to leave before the troupe started, but Mr. Nellie, who had gone somewhere just now, handed Jenkins two tickets.
"Here are tickets for the VIP box. Oh Baron, please don't refuse. The show is about to begin. Even if you don't want it, these two tickets are of no use."
What he said made sense, so based on the principle of not wasting money, Jenkins refused once and then did not refuse again.
But when the waiter led the two up the spiral staircase next to the theater hall, Jenkins suddenly realized that he had actually watched the opera with an unmarried lady without being invited.
He stroked the well-behaved cat on his shoulder, then turned to look at Hathaway. Instead of looking at Jenkins, she turned her head to look at the crowd downstairs.
Weekends are holidays only for the upper class. On Sunday nights, gentlemen and ladies came to the opera in their smart dresses, which is the noble way of life in the upper class.
Hathaway probably saw her friend from the crowd entering downstairs, she whispered:
"Look, Jenkins, that's Miss Jennifer Lawrence."
The girl she spoke of was the object of a young student, George Liverpool, whose name Jenkins had only heard before.
He also leaned on the railing of the stairs and looked down. Following the direction Hathaway pointed out, he saw a girl in a blue dress, and beside her was Mrs. Lawrence wearing a jewel necklace and a lady wearing a diamond tie clip. Mr Lawrence.
Miss Lawrence has big yellow curly hair, with a good face and delicate makeup, she is indeed a beautiful girl.
"It's impolite to stare at a strange lady for a long time."
Hathaway reminded from the side.
"No, I'm looking at that..."
Jenkins also stretched out his hand, and Hathaway followed the direction he pointed, and saw a young man not far behind the Lawrence family, who was dressed in a bit of shabby clothes.
"Is he... George Liverpool?"
Hathaway used a questioning tone, she had never met Mr. Liverpool.
"Yes, I have seen him."
And more than once.
Compared with the other spectators who were preparing to enter the arena, Mr. Liverpool's slightly wrinkled formal suit and slightly worn leather shoes were a bit eye-catching. But the Opera House was by ticket, and Mr Liverpool did have a tie, a suit and shoes, so no one stopped him.
He was obviously not used to the environment here, and he walked among the crowd with a thief-like attitude, turning his head to look around from time to time, but for a longer period of time, he looked across the crowd and looked at Miss Lawrence in front.