The old actor struggled as if he'd jump on the stage manager, but Frank held him in check.
"Steady!" Merry commanded.
"See—can't you see!" panted old Dan. "Havener—he's got her in his arms! He's callin' her his darling! Can't you see?"
"Yes."
"He's married! He ain't no right to touch her! I'm the one to hold her!"
"You should be placed where you could never see her again, you old brute!" declared Frank, his feelings getting the best of him. "There is no manhood left in your old body when you have been drinking."
Before them all, Havener kissed Cassie's painted lips again and again, sobbing like a child.
"Oh, my dear little girl—my own little girl! Dead! dead! dead!"
"She ain't dead!" cried old Dan, hoarsely. "She can't be dead! I know better! I won't have it!"