However, you are right, she hasn't been well brought up; but she would be a charming mistress to have." Happily, the curtain rose and my friend was silent.

I could not possibly tell you what they were acting.

All that I remember is that from time to time I raised my eyes to the box I had quitted so abruptly, and that the faces of fresh visitors succeeded one another all the time.
I was far from having given up thinking about Marguerite.

Another feeling had taken possession of me.

It seemed to me that I had her insult and my absurdity to wipe out; I said to myself that if I spent every penny I had, I would win her and win my right to the place I had abandoned so quickly.
Before the performance was over Marguerite and her friend left the box.
I rose from my seat.
"Are you going ?" said Ernest.
"Yes." "Why ?" At that moment he saw that the box was empty.
"Go, go," he said, "and good luck, or rather better luck." I went out.
I heard the rustle of dresses, the sound of voices, on the staircase.
I stood aside, and, without being seen, saw the two women pass me, accompanied by two young men.