Jane looked through the curtains at the great hall beyond and exclaimed with pleasure.
"It's splendid."
"You can gauge the length of your walk. The music will follow you, until you're off."
"I understand."
The music began at that moment, and Jerry hurried away. Herod and his Queen descended to their thrones, amid great applause. The first two tableaux formed, appeared, descended. Jerry was everywhere. He came up beside Jane.
"I go next, then you come. There is the head. The platter is not heavy at all. Go out below the throne, nearest audience."
"All right."
His music sounded, so he sprang into his picture. He was greeted with prolonged applause. Jane caught her breath in short gasps, while she waited for her cue. The violin began a slow, sensuous strain. The stage manager came to her, with her props.
"Now, Miss Salome," he said.