And at the end of the corridor became audible a shuffling of feet as these people clattered down the five wooden steps which led to the stage.

As the big Clarisse went running by Simonne called to her, but she said she would be back directly.

And, indeed, she reappeared almost at once, shivering in the thin tunic and scarf which she wore as Iris.
"God bless me!" she said.

"It isn't warm, and I've left my furs in my dressing room!" Then as she stood toasting her legs in their warm rose-colored tights in front of the fireplace she resumed: "The prince has arrived." "Oh!" cried the rest with the utmost curiosity.
"Yes, that's why I ran down: I wanted to see.

He's in the first stage box to the right, the same he was in on Thursday.