He led the way to a sidedoor, whispered something to an attendant, and was quickly ushered through another door to an ante-room behind the wings, where Weiss, livid with anger, was struggling into an opera-cloak.

The concert-director gasped as he caught sight of the American.
"Ah, my dear Mr.Fullaway!" he exclaimed.

"You here! You have heard ?--you have been in front.

You hear, then--she will not come to sing because her jewels are missing, eh?
She--" "What hotel is Mademoiselle de Longarde stopping at, Weiss ?" asked Fullaway quietly.
"The North British and Caledonian--I go there just now!" answered Weiss.
"I am ruined if she will not appear--ruined, disgraced! Jewels! Ah--!" "Come on--we're going with you," said Fullaway.

"Quick now!" Allerdyke got some vivid impressions during the next few minutes, impressions various, startling.