“Do you think so?”
“However, he has a very respectable look.”
“Do you think so?”
“It seems to me that nobody can help seeing it.”
During the entr’acte Monsieur Poterne did not fail to leave the box, alone; Daréna followed him at once, saying to Chérubin:
“Here’s an excellent opportunity to start a conversation. Go at it boldly.”
“Do you think that I might?”
“I promise you that the lady wishes it too. You see it is hard to be more hideous than that man who was with her, and she would not be his wife if she did not deceive him.”
Chérubin, when he was left alone with the charming person with whom he felt that he was very much in love, wondered how he should begin the conversation. Meanwhile she was making eyes at him in a fashion which invited him to speak, with an accompaniment of the most melting smiles. The young man ventured at last.
“Is madame fond of the theatre?”