“But——”
“No buts!—Madame must be dressed in perfect taste.”
“I will do my best.”
“And you, count, will look to it that you bear no resemblance to a certain hound named Poterne.”
“There’s no danger.”
“We will sit in your box, behind you; the Comtesse de Globeska will assassinate my young friend with her glances.—Do you understand, my girl?”
“Oh, yes, yes!”
“And above all things she must not seem to know me.”
“Yes, yes!”
“Comte de Globeski will go out during the entr’acte without his wife, who will answer the sweet speeches my young friend will make to her. She will not talk much, for fear of making a slip, but she will be loving and passionate.”