"I'm going to Marceline with someone to-morrow . . . perhaps you will go with us, Zielinska?"
"Look at the eyes that student is making at me!"
"I don't care a snap for penniless plugs."
"But what merry chaps they are!"
"No, thank you! They have nothing but whiskey and sardines. That's a treat, only for those of the street."
"Hush! Cabinska is sitting in that box."
"My gracious, what a maidenly make-up she has to-day!"
"Quiet, we sing!"
Behind the scenes stood a great variety of people: waitresses, stage-hands, restaurant boys, and actors waiting for their cues to enter all these were gazing on the stage.
Cabinska's nurse, with the two eldest children, was sitting near the proscenium under the ropes of the curtain.