"Sound, sir, is most perfectly heard towards the centre of the auditorium." She led the way towards the centre.

Vacant places invited her to the row of seats occupied by Carmina and Teresa.

She, the unknown aunt, seated herself next to the unknown niece.
They looked at each other.
Perhaps, it was the heat of the room.

Perhaps, she had not perfectly recovered the nervous shock of seeing the dog killed.

Carmina's head sank on good Teresa's shoulder.