Would you like to come ?' Miss Foster looked up, hesitating.

Manisty, who had turned to go back to his room, paused, struck by the momentary silence.

He listened with curiosity for the girl's reply.
'One just goes to see it like a spectacle ?' she said at last, slowly.

'One needn't do anything oneself ?' Miss Manisty stared--and then laughed.

'Nobody will see what you do in such a crowd--I should think,' she said.