They heard the roar of the house, the mutterings of the monster, and it seemed to them that they were entering into the flaming mouth of the apocalyptic beast.
_La Grille_ was favourably received.

Coming at the end of the season, with little hope of a long run, it found favour with all.

By the middle of the first act the public were conscious of the style, the poetry, and, here and there, the obscurities of the play.

Thenceforward they respected it, pretended to enjoy it, and wished they could understand it.

They forgave the play its slight dramatic value.