"What if I refuse?"
"Then I'm blamed if I don't give you the thrashing you deserve!"
Havener was thoroughly aroused, as his scowling face and threatening manner showed. He was a large man, and Sargent was afraid of him.
"Go!" thundered the stage manager.
And, without another word, Sargent entered the dressing room.
CHAPTER XX. SARGENT FINDS A PARTNER.
"Thank you, Mr. Havener," said Frank. "You took hold of the fellow at exactly the right time."
"He didn't get what he merited," growled the stage manager.