[Illustration: THE DRAWING-ROOM. _From a Photo. by Elliott & Fry._]
Little need be said of Mrs. Kendal's subsequent work--her acting at the Court, the Prince of Wales's, and her labours at the St. James's, when, in 1881, she appeared there under the joint management of Mr. Kendal and Mr. Hare. Not only in this country has her name become fondly familiar in the homes of those who "go to the theatre" and those who "never would," but in America the artistic acting of herself and husband has been instantly and enthusiastically recognised.
I left the drawing-room--pausing, before entering Mr. Kendal's study, to admire the aviary--a veritable home of song--and to notice one diminutive member of the feathered tribe in particular, who has been taught by Miss Grimston to perform tricks _ad lib._, in addition to giving forth the sweetest of notes.
The study is a very delicate apartment in terra-cotta and gold--here and there are quaint blue china vases and many exquisite bronzes. The window in the recess where the table is--a typical study table, suggesting plenty of work--is of stained glass, the quartet of divisions representing the four seasons. A glance round the walls of this room at once reveals the substantial side of Mr. Kendal's artistic hobby--pictures. In this apartment there is nothing but water-colours, save a very clever pen-and-ink sketch by a New York artist, called "Six Months After Marriage," which Jefferson caught sight of at the New York Dramatic Bazaar, and reminded Mr. Kendal to "keep his eye on," and a portrait or two of Mrs. Kendal and the children. "Hetty Sorrell" at her butter pats, with her thoughts very far from the churning-pan, is a gem. "The Last of St. Bartholomew" is a magnificent bit of painting, and the Venetian views at once carry one back to the home of the merry gondolier and perfect moonlight nights. This picture of Salvini--who its possessor assured me was the finest tragedian he had ever seen--was painted by Mr. Kendal himself. The bookcase, running along opposite the window, contains many rare first editions, of which Mr. Kendal is a very persevering and successful collector, and a bound manuscript copy of every play produced by him, together with the original sketches for the scenery. You may look over the "Scrap of Paper," "The Falcon," "Queen's Shilling," "Ladies' Battle," "Clancarty," "The Ironmaster," "The Money Spinner," and "The Squire"--Pinero's play, of which somebody wrote that it wafted the scent of the new-mown hay across the footlights.