"There's something wrong in this, Thorp," said Indiman to me, in an undertone. "Did you notice the stout man who stood immediately behind her?"
"The chap with one ear a full size larger than the other? Yes, I did."
"He never takes his eyes from her, and I believe that the girl is here against her will."
"Indiman!—" I began, but he cut me short.
"I know it, I tell you, and I'm going to take her away. Do you see that electric-light switch on the wall behind you?"
Back of the musicians' platform was a small wall cupboard holding the usual apparatus for controlling the incandescent lights with which the hall was illuminated. "Pull down both handles when I give the signal," he went on, imperturbably.
"What signal?"
Indiman considered. "I'll take one of my kisses," he said, smiling.
"I'll do nothing of the kind."
"Oh yes, you will. Remember now—the instant that I bend down to kiss her."