Presently she drew back into the shadows of the box.

She had thrown herself into a chair, and her face was hidden.
"La Belle Nita has made a mistake," Maggie observed.

"His Serene Highness evidently had no wish to be disturbed." Karschoff's eyes rested upon the figure in green silk, and they were filled with an unwilling admiration.
"That man is magnificent," he declared.

"Watch his face now that he is speaking.

Not a muscle moves, not a flash in his eyes, yet one has the fancy that he is saying terrible things." It was obvious, a moment later, that La Belle Nita had left the box.
Maggie sprang up.