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Updated: May 26, 2025
I've only just happened. What's worth seeing?" "First and last all the way, Carminetta. It's a dream. Wonderful. By Gad, I don't know how that girl does it! Then I'd try Zigzag oh! and go to You Never Know, You Know, at the Cri. Absolutely toppin'. A perfect scream all through. The thing at Daly's' good too; but all the shows are good, though, I reckon.
So you've seen the King, and you won't see anything else, only your impression won't last twelve hours, fortunately." "I don't suppose the other man kept his vow," said Julie. "For one thing, no man ever does. Come on!" And so they drifted down the hours until the evening theatre and Carminetta. They said and did nothing in particular, but they just enjoyed themselves.
Lumme, you wouldn't think the war was on, 'cept they all touch it a bit! The Better 'Ole I like, but you mightn't, knowing the real thing. But don't miss Carminetta if you have to stand all day for a seat in the gods. Well, I must be going. Damned rough luck, but no help for it. Let's have a last spot, eh?" Peter agreed, and the drinks were ordered. "Chin-chin," said his acquaintance.
"It has, Peter," she said merrily, "and thank the Lord I am therefore spared another." "You're very gay about it now, Julie, but you weren't at first. That play made me feel rather miserable too. No, I think it made me feel small. Carminetta was great, wasn't she? I don't know that there is anything greater than that sort of sacrifice. And it's far beyond me," said Peter.
They watched while Carminetta set herself to win her bet and steal the heart of the hero from the Governor's daughter. They watched her force the palace ballroom, and forgot the obvious foolishness of a great deal of it in the sense of the drama that was being worked out. The whole house grew still.
But bacon and eggs first, eh? No, fish first, I mean. But pour out a cup of tea at once, for Heaven's sake. I haven't had a drop this morning." "Poor old thing! No wonder you're a bit off colour. No early tea after that champagne last night! But, oh, Peter, wasn't Carminetta a dream?" Breakfast over, Peter sat in a chair and bent over her. "What do you want me to read, Julie darling?" he demanded.
"Tails," whispered Julie behind Peter, and "Tails!" he called. The coin spun while the little crowd looked on in amusement, and tails it was. "Damn!" said the other, and turned away. "A bad loser, Peter," said Julie; "and he's just been seeing Carminetta, too! But am I not lucky! I almost always win." In the palm lounge Julie was very cheerful. "Coffee, Peter," she said, "and liqueurs."
The English girl, with her beauty, her civilisation, her rank and place, made her appeal to her fiancé; and the Spanish bastard dancer, with her daring, her passion, her naked humanity, so coarse and so intensely human, made her appeal also. And they watched while the young conventionally-bred officer hesitated; they watched till Carminetta won.
You know it, of course; it's a jolly place where one can talk if one wants to, and smoke; and then I've seats in the evening for Zigzag. Saturday night we're going to see Carminetta, which they say is the best show in town, and Saturday morning we can go anywhere you please, or do anything. And we can cut out any of them if you like," he added.
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