In order to get a seat in the gallery of the concert hall, they must be soon at the doors.

Thyrza declared that she felt much better.

Her heavy eyes gave little assurance of this, but something of her eagerness had returned, and for the time she had indeed succeeded in subduing the torment within.
An omnibus took the three into Piccadilly.

They were not too early at the hall, for the accustomed crowd had already begun to assemble.
Thyrza locked her arm in her sister's, Gilbert standing behind them.

He whispered a word now and then to one or the other, but Thyrza kept silence; her cheeks were flushed; she inspected all the faces about her.