Never yet had a more glowing scene of seduction been ventured on.

Nana, her arms round Prulliere's neck, was drawing him toward her when Fontan, with comically furious mimicry and an exaggerated imitation of the face of an outraged husband who surprises his wife in FLAGRANTE DELICTO, appeared at the back of the grotto.

He was holding the famous net with iron meshes.

For an instant he poised and swung it, as a fisherman does when he is going to make a cast, and by an ingenious twist Venus and Mars were caught in the snare; the net wrapped itself round them and held them motionless in the attitude of happy lovers.
A murmur of applause swelled and swelled like a growing sigh.

There was some hand clapping, and every opera glass was fixed on Venus.