She was in great spirits that evening.

Her round, pale face was positively pink.
The orchestra banged away at the overture, suddenly finishing with a great flourish of violins.

A short pause followed.

Then the orchestra played a quick-step strain, and the curtain rose on an interior furnished with two red chairs and a green sofa.

A girl in a short blue dress and black stockings entered in a hurry and began to dust the two chairs.