Dr. Watson

We've missed quite a lot of the opera.

It's hardly worth going to our box now.

It seems to me we should have been in our box from the beginning of the performance.

She asked you to keep an eye on her.

Thank you, old chap.

You drew a blank.

We found no trace of that mysterious writer.

Her eyes are opening, Holmes.

She's coming, too.

We took Senior Valchese back to her hotel at once and saw that she was properly taken care of.

Well, the tragedy that overtook Lark Valchese gave her her great chance.

She received a tremendous ovation at the close of the performance, and it seemed certain that another star had been born.

But let me tell you the story just as it happened, Mr. Bartell.

A little later that night, Holmes and I were once again standing on the balcony of our hotel, watching a crowd of people that had assembled in the courtyard.

You see that crowd, Watson?

Yes, I suppose they've come here to acclaim the new star.

Hello.

The mob is getting out of our hand and Lisa must be protected.

As a matter of fact, the situation is even worse than the crowd knows.

I have just been told that La Barcage's twin sister Bella died in the hospital tonight.