The nationalities of the Bowery beamed upon the stage from all directions.
Pete aggressively walked up a side aisle and took seats with Maggie at a table beneath the balcony.
"Two beehs!" Leaning back he regarded with eyes of superiority the scene before them.

This attitude affected Maggie strongly.

A man who could regard such a sight with indifference must be accustomed to very great things.
It was obvious that Pete had been to this place many times before, and was very familiar with it.

A knowledge of this fact made Maggie feel little and new.
He was extremely gracious and attentive.

He displayed the consideration of a cultured gentleman who knew what was due.
"Say, what deh hell?
Bring deh lady a big glass! What deh hell use is dat pony ?" "Don't be fresh, now," said the waiter, with some warmth, as he departed.
"Ah, git off deh eart'," said Pete, after the other's retreating form.
Maggie perceived that Pete brought forth all his elegance and all his knowledge of high-class customs for her benefit.