Henning took the cue from Ambrose, and although trembling with suppressed indignation his friend knew the play was saved.
“Where on earth is that Roy all this time?”asked Beecham.
Just at that moment that young man reappeared, red, and out of breath.
“Oh! I say, fellows, forgive me for keeping you waiting so long, but Mr. Shalford caught me in the yard, and—and, really, he was very complimentary.”
“Is he going to find out who attempted the interruption last night?”asked young McLeod.
“Not if I can help it, George,” replied Roy.