Sarah Bernhardt.
In order that this resignation might not be refused at the Committee meeting I sent copies of my letter to the Gaulois and the Figaro, and it was published at the same time as M. Perrin received it.
Then, quite decided not to be influenced by anybody, I set off at once, with my maid, for Hâvre. I had left orders that no one was to be told where I was, and the first evening I was there I passed in strict incognito. But the next morning I was recognized and telegrams were sent to Paris to that effect. I was besieged by reporters.
I took refuge at La Hêve where I spent the whole day on the beach in spite of the cold rain which fell without ceasing.
SARAH BERNHARDT, 1879.
I went back to the Hotel Frascati, frozen, and in the night I was so feverish that the doctor was summoned. Mme. Guérard, who was sent for by my alarmed maid, came at once, and I was feverish for two days. During this time the newspapers continued to pour out a flood of ink on paper. This turned to bitterness and I was accused of the worst misdeeds. The Committee sent a huissier to my hotel in the Avenue de Villiers, and this man declared that after having knocked three times at the door and having received no answer he had left copy, etc., etc....
The man was lying. In the hotel there were my son and his tutor, my steward, the husband of my maid, my butler, the cook, the kitchenmaid, the second lady’s maid, and five dogs; but it was all in vain that I protested against the minion of the law; it was useless.
The Comédie must, according to the rules, send me three summonses; this was not done and a lawsuit was commenced against me. It was lost in advance.
Maître Allon, the advocate of the Comédie Française, invented wicked little histories about me. He took a pleasure in trying to make me ridiculous. He had a big file of letters from me to Perrin, letters which I had written in softer moments or in anger. Perrin had kept them all, even the shortest notes. I had kept none of his. The few letters to myself from Perrin which have been published were given by him from his letter-copy book. Of course he gave only those which could inspire the public with an idea of his paternal kindness to me etc., etc....