"After this," Sophy declared, falling upon them, "supper will be a farce."
"Make you thirsty," John reminded her.
They devoted their attention to the show, Louise and Sophy at first with only a moderate amount of interest, John with the real enthusiasm of one to whom everything is new. His laughter was so hearty, his appreciation so sincere, that his companions found it infectious, and began to applaud everything.
"What children we are!" Louise exclaimed. "Fancy shrieking with laughter at a ventriloquist whom I have seen at every music-hall I have been to during the last five or six years!"
"He was wonderfully clever, all the same," John insisted.
"The bioscope," Louise decided firmly, "I refuse to have anything to do with. You have had all the entertainment you are going to have this evening, Mr. Countryman."
"Now for supper, then," he proposed.
Sophy sighed as she collected the half-empty chocolate-boxes.
"What a pity I've eaten so many! They'd have saved me a luncheon to-morrow."
"Greedy child," Louise laughed, "sighing for want of an appetite! I think we'll insist upon a taxi this time. I don't like overcrowded streets. Where shall we take him to, Sophy? You know the supper places better than I do."