"Thanks to Miss Vanstone," observed the manager, who had heard the prompting.
"She pulled him through.

We shall be flat enough at night, when the drop falls on the second act, and the audience have seen the last of her.
It's a thousand pities she hasn't got a better part!" "It's a thousand mercies she's no more to do than she has," muttered Miss Garth, overhearing him.

"As things are, the people can't well turn her head with applause.

She's out of the play in the second act--that's one comfort!" No well-regulated mind ever draws its inferences in a hurry; Miss Garth's mind was well regulated; therefore, logically speaking, Miss Garth ought to have been superior to the weakness of rushing at conclusions.

She had committed that error, nevertheless, under present circumstances.