...ain myself. I stood in a circle of six... they made a halo, or cow-low about me. 1855. I saw Rachel in Phedre --one of the most terrible things I ever did, yet fascinating and superblike, as Mrs. James well says. I never saw an actress so far removed from the audience; even when called out, she ignores them and her bow seems a part of the play. The acting is more real than anything I ever saw,...