Josephine looked down on the choppy sea of applause, white gloves clapping, heads shaking.

The noise was strange and rattling.

What a curious multiple object a theatre-audience was! It seemed to have a million heads, a million hands, and one monstrous, unnatural consciousness.

The singers appeared before the curtain--the applause rose up like clouds of dust.
"Oh, isn't it too wonderful!" cried Julia.

"I am wild with excitement.
Are you all of you ?" "Absolutely wild," said Lilly laconically.
"Where is Scott to-night ?" asked Struthers.
Julia turned to him and gave him a long, queer look from her dark blue eyes.
"He's in the country," she said, rather enigmatic.
"Don't you know, he's got a house down in Dorset," said Robert, verbally rushing in.