Charmian felt disappointed.
"Is she happy?" she asked, moving her hand on the edge of the box.
"She seems so."
"Did you tell her what you thought?"
"Yes," said Heath.
His voice had become suddenly deeper, more expressive.
"I told her that I thought it wonderful. And so it is. She said—in French this: 'Ah, my friend, wait till the last act. Then it is no longer the earthly Paradise!'"
There was a moment of silence. Then Charmian said, in a voice that sounded rather dry:
"You liked her?"
"I don't know. Yes, I think I did. We were all rather carried away, I suppose."