He quitted his seat, and ran out into the lobby.
Half-a-dozen steps, and he came in contact with some one, and they were mutually drenched with water by the shock.

It was his cousin Edward, bearing a glass in his hand.
Algernon's wrath at the sight of this offender was stimulated by the cold bath; but Edward cut him short.
"Go in there;" he pointed to a box-door.

"A lady has fainted.

Hold her up till I come." No time was allowed for explanation.

Algernon passed into the box, and was alone with an inanimate shape in blue bournous.