"Well then, have them made over. I can pay you immediately for the work and also a full month's rent in advance."
"Oh, there's no hurry. You'll need to buy a few costumes."
"I'll have enough left for that."
Janina paid thirty rubles for her room.
"I am already settled for good," she later said to the old woman who dropped in to see her.
"Bosh, it won't be for long! In two months you'll be moving again. An actor's life is a gypsy life, from wagon to wagon, from town to town. . . ."
"Perhaps at some time I'll be able to settle down permanently," said
Janina.
Sowinska smiled gloomily. "That is the way one thinks in the beginning, but afterwards . . . afterwards it ends in eternal wandering. . . . You become worn-out like a rag and die on a hotel bed."
"Not all end in that way," answered Janina gaily, paying little attention.
"What are you laughing at? . . . It's not at all funny!" cried
Sowinska.