Aimée Desclée was beginning a memorable season of French Plays at the Royalty Theatre, and it was in the capacity of dramatic critic to _The Echo_--a post to which he had recently been appointed--that “Joe Carr,” as his friends called him, sat awaiting the curtain to rise on that remarkable performance of _Frou-Frou_ which set the cosmopolitan world of London aflame in its day. He was twenty-four years of age; but he looked more, for though he had the complexion almost of a girl and that unruly twist in his fair, curling hair which belongs to early youth, he was broad-shouldered and had the strong build of the Cumberland statesmen from whom he was as proud to claim ancestry on his father’s …
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