Stepping out of his box, Richard fell into the arms of his Grace of Andover.

“Ah! Dick!”

Richard eyed him coldly.

“You wanted me?”

Tracy saw Mr. Fleming approaching.

“Only to ask if I may return with you to Grosvenor Square. I have something important to say.”

“Certainly,” bowed Richard, and turned aside.

Lovelace, who had succeeded in escaping from the Belmanoir claws, hurried in search of Lavinia. Not finding her in her box, he gathered she must be in the foyer and made his way towards it. As soon as she saw him coming she set down her glass and rose to her feet.