"Most of them are supposed never to have seen him before,"
said Canby, hoarsely. "And she's just told them they could
judge for themselves when--"

"They won't notice that."

"You mean the audience won't--"

"No, they won't," said Tinker.

"But good heavens! it's 'Donald Gray,' the other character,
that trusts him with the secret, and he betrays it later. This
upsets the whole--"

"Well, talk to him. I can't help it."

"It is a political secret," Potter continued, reading from a
manuscript in his hand, "and almost a matter of life and death.
But I trust you with it openly and fearlessly because--"

At this point his voice was lost in a destroying uproar.
Perceiving that the rehearsal was well under way, and that the
star had made his entrance, two of the stage-hands attached to
the theatre ascended to the flies and set up a great bellowing
on high. "Lower that strip!" "You don't want that strip
lowered, I tell you!" "Oh, my Lord! Can't you lower that
strip!" Another workman at the rear of the stage began to saw a
plank, and somebody else, concealed behind a bit of scenery,
hammered terrifically upon metal. Altogether it was a