MR. CARN.
It's her arms, and her eyes, and her hair. You must acknowledge she's very beautiful——
MISS BEEBAR.
(Interrupts.) For heaven's sake stop; you bore me to death. Besides you must listen. It isn't the thing to talk at the opera any more.
(Isolde gives Tristan the cup with the love potion in it.)
MRS. STERNWALL.
(In a very low voice to Mr. Easterfelt.) Just before the curtain falls change your position quietly. Go near Miss Beebar and Mrs. Morley, on account of Henry. He will come to the box the minute the lights are turned up.
MISS BEEBAR.
(Very low to Mr. Carn.) I hate Eames!
MR. CARN.