Sargent and Cates exchanged looks. They had not thought of this, but now they knew it was true.
"Oh, well," grinned Cates, "we've got the money, so we'll go on and play our parts. Eh, Sargent?"
"Not with this attachment on the receipts," said Frank, grimly. "Do you think the rest of the company would stand for that? Not much!"
"Then we won't go on at all," declared Sargent.
"In that case, you will get nothing, for the money will be refunded to those to whom it belongs."
Sargent flushed, for he now plainly saw they had been too hasty in making the attachment. They had baffled themselves.
"Anyhow, we'll bust up the old show," he snapped.
"Much satisfaction that will give you. You will be stranded here with the rest of us. If you go on and play to-night, we shall raise enough money to get out of town. You are playing against yourselves."
Cates began to see it, and he weakened. He whispered something to Sargent, but the actor who had made all the trouble shook his head and snarled an answer.