However,
Mrs. Kinney, down-stairs, plainly heard him laughing as though his
sides would give way.
The picture over, Smith's man got up and left the place; and once
outside he glanced at his watch and took up a position on the curb,
much as Smith had often done when a younger man. The Capellan seemed
to know a good many of the people who came out of the playhouse; and
meanwhile Smith took note of something of extreme importance.
The playhouse did not have any advertising whatever in sight, except
for a single bulletin-board, like the bill of fare of a cafeteria.
Moreover--and this is the significant thing--there was no
box-office, neither was any one at the door to take tickets.
The place was wide open to the world. It was located on a very busy
street in what appeared to be a good-sized city; but, to all
appearances, any one might enter who chose to.
"Free amusements," thought Smith, "to keep the boobs happy."
Shortly his agent stepped down the street, which seemed to be
greatly like one in any city on the earth, except that there was
remarkably little noise.
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