"Miss Farnum," he cried. "Where is Miss Farnum?"
"She's there in her dressing-room," explained Zinsheimer. "But she isn't coming out until—well, until she's more so than she is now. What's the matter?"
"That stupid bootmaker has failed to send my boots," shouted Lawrence. "How can I go on without my boots? I have the part of a royal prince of the German Empire. Do you expect me to appear like this—without boots?"
"Go ask the property man," directed Zinsheimer. "He's got some."
"Bah! A German prince wear property boots? Impossible!"
Martha, all ready for the first act, appeared in the door of her dressing-room.
"Miss Farnum," cried Lawrence, dramatically, "my boots have not arrived. I refuse to go on unless correctly dressed."
"My boots have not arrived, I refuse to go on unless correctly dressed."