She had turned right round and was almost facing him.
"How do you mean?" he said.
"Didn't you notice? Persistently, but in clumps as it were. It is by their persistence they show how pleased they are, rather than by their—their—I hardly know just how to put it."
"By their unanimity perhaps."
"Oh, no! Not exactly that! Here's Mr. Crayford."
Crayford slipped in, but only stayed for a moment.
"Hear that applause?" he said. "They're mad about it. Alston's got them. I knew he would. That boy's going to be famous. But wait till the second act. They're in a fine humor, only asking to be pleased. I know the signs. The libretto's hit them hard. They're all asking what's to happen next."
"You're satisfied then?" said Charmian.
"Satisfied! I'm so happy I don't know what to do."
He was gone.