"That's the chap." "Who?
Who ?" they cried.
But neither Jim nor Josephine would vouchsafe an answer.
The next was the long interval.

Jim and Josephine gazed down at the orchestra.

The musicians were laying aside their instruments and rising.
The ugly fire-curtain began slowly to descend.

Jim suddenly bolted out.
"Is it that man Aaron Sisson ?" asked Robert.
"Where?
Where ?" cried Julia.

"It can't be." But Josephine's face was closed and silent.