"Then it is only when they are dressed and made up for the performance, eh?
Hum-m-m! I see." Then he relapsed into silence for a moment, and sat tracing circles on the floor with the toe of his boot.

But, of a sudden: "You came here directly after the matinee, I suppose ?" he queried, glancing up at young Scarmelli.
"Yes; in fact, before it was wholly over." "I see.

Then it is just possible that all the performers have not yet got into their civilian clothes.

Couldn't manage to take me round behind the scenes, so to speak, if Mr.Narkom will lend us his motor to hurry us there?
Could, eh?
That's good.

I think I'd like to have a look at that lion and, if you don't mind, an introduction to the parties concerned.