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A man’s voice was saying, “Odette seems a little off tonight.””You think?” answered a woman.”Less confident than last night’s,” said the man. “I wonder if she’s injured.” A loud put-upon sigh. “Not to mention that the swans sound more like a herd of elephants.”Oh, come on, Grigori wanted to say: You spoiled, spoiled people. The dancer was wonderful, just like the swan-girls, doing their best to deliver them magnificence. If she was “slightly off”, it was nothing Grigori had been able to notice. These people – himself included – were all so thoroughly indulged, could they not simply accept the wonder of it, sitting in this lush, gilded theater while a live orchestra accompanied so much physical exquisiteness? And this man thought he had the right to be disappointed! That these people expected so much, that they could expect that much, and not be ashamed of their petty disappointments.
