"Well, they are doing it to someone, aren't they," said Wally, "and, if it's not you, who is it?"
"I've a damned good mind to fire them all!"
"A corking idea! I can't see a single thing wrong with it except that it would hang up the production for another five weeks and lose you your bookings and cost you a week's rent of this theatre for nothing and mean having all the dresses made over and lead to all your principals going off and getting other jobs. These trifling things apart, we may call the suggestion a bright one."
"You talk too damn much!" said Mr. Goble, eyeing him with distaste.
"Well, go on, you say something. Something sensible."
"It is a very serious situation...." began the stage-director.
"Oh, shut up!" said Mr. Goble.
The stage-director subsided into his collar.
"I cannot play the overture again," protested Mr. Saltzburg. "I cannot!"
At this point Mr. Miller appeared. He was glad to see Mr. Goble. He had been looking for him, for he had news to impart.