“Hullo, dear heart,” he said, “how goes it?”
“Seen Briggs anywhere?” I asked.
“Round on the prompt side, I think. He was here a second ago, but he dashed off.”
At this moment the music-cue was given, and a considerable section of the multitude passed on to the stage.
Locomotion being rendered easier, I hurried round to the prompt side.
But when I arrived there were no signs of the missing man.
“Seen Mr. Briggs anywhere?” I asked.
“Here a moment ago,” said one of the carpenters. “He went out after Miss Lewin’s song began. I think he’s gone round the other side.”
I dashed round to the O.P. corner again. He had just left.
Taking up the trail, I went to his dressing-room once more.