Mr. Hinrichs's baton tapped upon the stand, the music began, and the
curtain rose.
"Why doesn't he go in?" whispered Amy, alluding to Appleton.
But the young man yawned, looked at his watch, and departed from the
lobby--not to the auditorium, but out to the vestibule.
"He's going to leave the theatre," said Miss Winnett, excitedly. "We must
follow."
And she tripped hastily down the stairs, Haslam after her.
II
_A Triangular Chase_
Tom Appleton sauntered out through the great vestibule, turning his eyes
casually from the marble floor up to the balconies that look down from
aloft upon this outer lobby. He was whistling an air from "Apollo" which he
had heard a few weeks before at the New York Casino.
He hastened his steps when he saw a 'bus passing down Broad Street. A leap
down the Grand Opera House steps and a lively run enabled him to catch the
'bus before it reached Columbia Avenue. He clambered up to the top and was
soon being well shaken as he enjoyed the breeze and the changing view of
the handsome residences on North Broad Street.
Haslam's sharp eyes took note of Appleton's action.
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