She had no will either way, and suffered herself to be led out of the box, supported by the two young men.
"Run for a cab," said Edward; and Algernon went ahead.
He had one waiting for them as they came out.

They placed Dahlia on a seat with care, and Edward, jumping in, drew an arm tightly about her.
"I can't cry," she moaned.
The cab was driving off as a crowd of people burst from the pit-doors, and Algernon heard the voice of Farmer Fleming, very hoarse.

He had discretion enough to retire..