We rehearsed for two hours before the performance, and I ate nothing but a sandwich--I was so excited." Tavernake hesitated a moment--he certainly was not himself this evening! "Would you like to have some supper at a restaurant," he asked, "before we go home ?" "I should love it," she declared, taking his arm as they passed through a stream of people.

"To tell you the truth, I was so hoping that you would propose it." "I think," Tavernake said, deliberately, "that there is a place a little way along here." They pushed their way down the Strand and entered a restaurant which Tavernake knew only by name.

A small table was found for them and Beatrice looked about with delight.
"Isn't this jolly!" she exclaimed, taking off her gloves.

"Why, there are five or six of the girls from the theatre here already.

There are two, see, at the corner table, and the fair-haired girl--she is just behind me in the chorus." Tavernake glanced around.