"Draw us the front of a theatre," said Gerald tactfully "a French theatre."
"They are the same thing as the English theatres," Mademoiselle told him.
"Do you like acting the theatre, I mean?"
"But yes I love it."
"All right," said Gerald briefly. "We'll act a play for you now this afternoon if you like."
"Eliza will be washing up," Cathy whispered, "and she was promised to see it."
"Or this evening," said Gerald "and please, Mademoiselle, may
Eliza come in and look on?"
"But certainly," said Mademoiselle; "amuse yourselves well, my children."
"But it's you," said Mabel suddenly, "that we want to amuse.
Because we love you very much don't we, all of you?"
"Yes," the chorus came unhesitatingly. Though the others would never have thought of saying such a thing on their own account. Yet, as Mabel said it, they found to their surprise that it was true.