Besides, I want to talk with you." Manager Palmer bade Lavinia good-night with an air very different from that with which he met her earlier in the evening.

Her success and Gay's evident friendship had worked wonders.

He was quite deferential.
As Lavinia and Gay passed through the dimly lighted vestibule to the entrance a man from among the audience stole after them.

He was very pale and his pallor accentuated his projecting cheek bones and the hollows above, from the depths of which his large eyes gleamed with a glassy light.

Evidently in ill health, he could hardly have kept pace with the couple he was shadowing had they not been walking very slowly.
"Everything is in our favour," Gay was saying.