There was little time to linger outside her dressing-room, but she did linger for a few minutes, talking with the reproachful Belloc. No card or message was brought to her, however, and she knew that Severance would not have been sent into her room without her permission. Garth sat stolid as a Buddha when she passed through, and she went by him as if he were a piece of furniture. She received a telepathic impression that he did not lift his eyes from his book! The leading man had a scene with the villain of the piece at the beginning of the second act, and this gave the star a chance to rest, or chat with friends. It was the time when Severance generally dropped in, and she "felt in her bones" that his name would now be announced. Nor were her vertebræ deceived. Prompt to the usual moment a knock, answered by Céline, brought news that "the Earl of Severance asked to see Miss Sorel." "Tell him I'll come outside and talk with him!" she said on an impulse: but in the ante-room Garth stopped her. "Don't you think," he said, "that you'd better have Severance shown in here? He won't be pleased if I come out with you as if from your dressing-room, _en famille_, so to speak. And I _shall_ go out if you go, as in the circumstances I don't care for you to speak with him alone." "Alone, do you call it, with stage hands and creatures of all sorts tearing about?" Marise rebelled. "You can build up a wall with a whisper," said Garth. As the girl hovered at the door, undecided, Céline returned. "Milord is waiting outside, Mademoiselle--I mean, Madame," she announced. "Go back," ordered Marise, "and ask Lord Severance after all to come in." The fat was in the fire now, indeed! Poor Mums' counsels concerning Tony were vain. He would see for himself how Garth repudiated the bargain. But it couldn't be helped. Better to have a "row" in her own quarters than outside! Severance walked into the reception room, at his handsomest in evening dress. He came with his hands out to the lovely "Dolores," but let them fall at sight of Garth, and stopped just over the threshold, with a scowl bringing his black brows together. Céline flitted by, and shut the door of the dressing-room behind her. "What are _you_ doing here?" Tony flung out the words; yet he had an odd air of keeping his own truculence under control. Marise did not quite understand his manner, in which prudent hesitation fought with anger. But perhaps Garth understood. He knew why Severance's tooth was loose. "I'm here," he said, "because I don't choose to have my wife talking with you alone." Severance turned to the girl. "Marise, do you permit this man to be in your room, pretending to control your actions?"