Interest in the newly-married couple, who were to
occupy the room, prompted the servants to see that nothing was forgotten;
and as they lingered steps were heard in the passage, and Hubert and Julia
entered. The maid-servants stood aside to let them pass, and one inquired
if madame wanted anything, so that her eyes might be gratified with a last
inquisition of the happy pair.
'How wonderful! oh, how wonderful! I don't think I ever saw any one act
before like that--did you?'
'She certainly had three or four moments that could not be surpassed. Her
entrance in the sleep-walking scene--what vague horror! what pale
presentiment! how she filled the stage! nothing seemed to exist but she.'
'And Ford; what did you think of Ford's Macbeth?'
'Very good. Everything he does is good. Talent; but the other has genius.'
'I shall never forget this evening. What an awful tragedy!'
'Perhaps I should have taken you to see something more cheerful; but I
wanted to see Miss Massey play Lady Macbeth. But let us talk of something
else. Splendid fire--is it not?'
Hubert threw off his overcoat, the movement attracted Julia's attention,
and it startled her to see how old he seemed to have grown. She noticed as
she had not noticed before the grey in his beard and the pathetic weary
look that haunted his eyes.
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