"Expected to sell them, Lucian, though, to tell the truth, I thought she had sold them."
"I'll wager she gave away half the seats that are occupied now. Those are Portuguese faces down in the front."
"I paid for mine."
"I know that, Martine. You always had a foolish habit of getting rid of your allowance almost as soon as you received it."
"That reminds me," asked Robert, "is this a charitable performance? It would have been more charitable to let us stay quietly in our rooms. Just think what a fine four hours of study Lucian and I could have put in this evening."
"Yes, you are so apt to study Saturday evening," interposed Martine; "but to answer your question, I can't say that this is wholly charitable. Part of it is for a girls' club over here—I mean part of the profits—and the rest—"
"Here's a poster," interrupted Lucian; "let's see what it says."
"It's easy enough to read. It must have been meant for bill-board decoration. Big black letters on green paper. Listen!" and after reading aloud place and date, Lucian continued:
MISS ANGELINA ROSA
THE EMINENT MONOLOGUIST,
WILL GIVE ONE OF HER CHOICE RECITALS
FOR THE BENEFIT OF
THE GIRLS' EXCELSIOR CLUB
AND A HALF-ORPHAN
"A half-orphan!" shouted Robert. "What in the world—?"