Give your orders, I am ready to do anything you like." "Well, take a private box as little exposed as possible." "How kind you are!" The box I had engaged was in the second tier, but the theatre being small it was difficult for a pretty woman to escape observation.
I told her so.
"I do not think there is any danger," she answered; "for I have not seen the name of any person of my acquaintance in the list of foreigners which you gave me to read." Thus did Henriette go to the opera.

I had taken care that our box should not be lighted up.

It was an opera-buffa, the music of Burellano was excellent, and the singers were very good.
Henriette made no use of her opera-glass except to look on the stage, and nobody paid any attention to us.

As she had been greatly pleased with the finale of the second act, I promised to get it for her, and I asked Dubois to procure it for me.

Thinking that she could play the harpsichord, I offered to get one, but she told me that she had never touched that instrument.
On the night of the fourth or fifth performance M.Dubois came to our box, and as I did not wish to introduce him to my friend, I only asked what I could do for him.