With the stiff curtains for wing-scenes and the lights concealed, the end of the room made a proscenium: it was like looking at a drawing-room comedy on the stage.

Two of the girls were pretty and he approved their fashionable clothes.

When she was quiet, Grace was almost beautiful, but somehow none had Barbara's charm.

Yet Cartwright thought the girl was getting thin and her color was too bright.

A friend of Mortimer's occupied the music stool and Cartwright admitted that the fellow played well, although he was something like a character from a Gilbert opera.
Lister sat near the piano, and talked to Barbara.