Sargent was gone!
"Gone!" cried the disarmed man, amazed.
"Yes," said Frank, with satisfaction.
"When? How?"
"While we were struggling for the revolver."
"The coward! He ran away! But I'll find him yet!"
Havener dashed from the room, looking around for Sargent. As he could see nothing of the man, he went leaping toward the stairs that led to the stage door.
"I'll find him!" he shouted, as he bounded down the stairs. "I'll avenge her yet!"
Slam—he was gone.