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YOUR FIANCEÉE IS CALLING ON THE TELEPHONE, MR BELL”

The tall Van Dorn detective was standing over his desk in the Knickerbocker, i reports for some decent news on the whereabouts of Eyes O’Shay or the stolen torpedoes before he hit the streets hunting Billy Collins again

“This is a nice surprise”

“I’m across the street at Haan

“Are you all right?” She didn’t sound all right Her voice was tight with tension

“Could you stop by when you have a moment?”

“I’ll be right there”

“They’ll let you in the stage door”

Bell ran down the Knickerbocker’s grand staircase three steps at a tiry shouts as he ran through thewall of autos, streetcars, and horse carts that blocked Broadway Sixty seconds after dropping the telephone, he pounded on the Victoria’s stage door

“Miss Morgan is waiting for you in the house, Mr Bell Through there Go in quietly, please They’re rehearsing”

A high-speed, rhyth open the door he was surprised to discover that the source of all the noise was a s in shoes ooden soles He exhaled in relief when he saw Marion sitting alone, safe and sound, in the eighth row of the partially darkened elided up the aisle and sat beside her, and she took his hand, and whispered, “Oh, lad you’re here”

“What happened”

“I’ll tell you in a minute They’re almost done”

The orchestra, which had been waiting silently, burst into a crescendo, and the dance was over The children were instantly surrounded by the director, the stage er, costumers, and their mother

“Aren’t they wonderful? I found them on the Orpheum Circuit in San Francisco The top vaudeville circuit I’ve persuaded their mother to let them appear in my new movie”