He finally went about and asked how she was getting along.

The actors were all dressing, talking, hurrying about.

Drouet was palavering himself with the looseness of excitement and passion.

The manager mastered himself only by a great effort.
"We are going to supper, of course," he said, with a voice that was a mockery of his heart.
"Oh, yes," said Carrie, smiling.
The little actress was in fine feather.

She was realizing now what it was to be petted.