you?â she added winking at them.
âIâll help with dinner, too,â Henry said as he stamped his feet a little on the pavement to keep warm. He took the poster from Violet to carry.
It took Jessie and Benny longer than they thought to walk backstage because they met some cast members in the lobby.
âHave you seen Sarah?â they asked.
âNo,â Mrs. Adams answered. âBut she did say something a while ago about wanting to stay late for practice.â
Once Jessie and Benny reached the auditorium, it was completely dark. âAll the actors must have left,â Benny said.
The Aldens looked in the costume room, the dressing rooms, and on the stage. Jessie even turned on the house lights so she could see the whole auditorium, but Sarah was nowhere to be found.
âShe must have gone home,â Jessie said finally as she turned off the lights. âMaybe she didnât know she was getting picked up.â
âItâs funny Jimâs gone, too,â Benny said. âHe usually likes to stay late!â
âWe seem to be the only ones here,â Jessie said, looking out at the darkened auditorium.
Benny nodded. âLetâs go out and tell that man we canât find Sarah,â he said. âDo you think heâs her father?â he added.
Jessie shrugged. âHe might be. He does look a little bit like her.â
âHe has dark hair and blue eyes,â said Benny. âSarah does, too.â
Before they left, Jessie made sure all the lights controlled by the lighting board were turned off. She took the red flashlight near the board so Benny and she could find their way to the door.
âItâs dark back here,â Benny said as he sidestepped a pile of lumber stacked near the wall. âIâm glad you found a flashlight.â
âYes,â Jessie agreed. âI donât know why they turned the night-light off.â
âJessie!â Benny whispered loudly. He grabbed his sisterâs arm. âI hear voices!â
Jessie moved closer to the backstage door. âDonât worry, theyâre just talking outside,â she whispered. âNo oneâs backstage.â
âI wonât let you do this!â a manâs voice said angrily.
âDo you think thatâs Jim?â Benny whispered. âWhoâs he talking to?â
Jessie put her finger to her lips and shook her head. âI canât tell,â she said after a moment.
âYou have to stop!â the man kept saying. The girl answered in low muffled tones.
âThatâs Sarahâs voice!â Benny whispered. âBut I canât hear what sheâs saying.â
Benny and Jessie looked at each other. Bennyâs big eyes grew even rounder. âDo you think Sarahâs been the one doing all those things to the props and costumes ⦠?â
âAnd Jimâs telling her to stop?â Jessie finished the sentence for her brother. She shook her head. âIt sounds that way, but we donât know for sure.â
Jessie beamed the flashlight on the doorknob. âWhy donât we go outside and see whatâs going on?â she suggested.
Suddenly the girl outside the stage door burst into tears. Jessie hesitated with her hand on the doorknob. âI donât think we should interrupt their conversation,â she said finally.
Benny nodded. âOkay. We can go out the side door,â he said.
Jessie turned, but something caught her eye.
âLook, Benny,â she called in a low voice.
âWhat is it?â Benny asked.
Jessie pointed the flashlight at the backdrop of the wizardâs palace. âSomebody moved it,â Jessie whispered. âWhen we were working this afternoon on the Yellow Brick Road, Iâm sure the Wizardâs palace was facing the wall near those boards.â
When Jessie shone the light on the Wizardâs palace, the Aldens could see it was splattered with big