Her one art was histrionics of the kind that made an individual appeal.
Edward put off his histrionics, and rushed up to her as the consoler—a new part for him.
He would wish to know what it was supposed to be, like Nash's histrionics.
It was a feint, she thought, histrionics for the gallery, perhaps for her.
In Oratorio we have the same thing without the scenery and the ...