Someone brought a glass of water and Miss Williams raised Margie’s head and forced some water between her lips.
After a time Margie opened her eyes.
“Where was the storm?” she mumbled. Then, recognizing the anxious faces of the members of the cast about her, struggled to sit up.
“What hit me?” she demanded thickly.
“The pulleys gave way and a drop came down,” explained Ed.
Margie tried to stand up, but sat down abruptly.
“My head,” she moaned. “It feels ten sizes too large.”
“Carry her downstairs,” Miss Williams said to Ed and Jim. While the boys were obeying instructions, Miss Williams went to a telephone and summoned a doctor.
It was 7:15 o’clock then and the curtain was set for eight. In just forty-five minutes the show must go on and Margie had a splitting headache and her costume was ruined at least for the night.
When Doctor Bates, the school physician arrived, it was 7:30 o’clock and Margie, stretched out on a couch in the girls’ dressing room, was holding cold cloths on her head.