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Rh In the middle of the last act the usher came down the aisle and gave Floyd a telegram. Floyd read it and said quietly, —

"I'm sorry, Marion; it's from Gregg, and we'll have to go."

She drew her wraps about her without a question and followed him up the aisle in the dim half-light of the theatre.