He didn't--and he hasn't turned up here, either.

So where is he ?" "Have you made inquiries of the company, Mr.Stafford ?" asked Hackett.
"Most of 'em wander about a bit of a Sunday--they might have seen him." "Good idea!" agreed Stafford.

He beckoned Copplestone to follow him on to the stage, where the members of the company sat or stood about in groups, each conscious that something unusual had occurred.

"It's really a queer, and perhaps a serious thing," he whispered as he steered his companion through a maze of scenery.

"And if Oliver doesn't turn up, we shall be in a fine mess.