Filis noted, "You feel like Adam and Eve leaving Paradise." But at the Myrtle Beach bus station, as if to console her, since she was feeling sad, the juke box began playing Baba's favorite song by Cole Porter, Begin the Beguine !
The "Open Day" in the Barn was to only last for one day, but because of a miscommunication, Margaret asked Baba to allow four of her dancers, who were touring with the Metropolitan Opera company, to see him at 9:00 A.M. the following morning. They were flying to Myrtle Beach from an engagement in Minneapolis, and this was as soon as they could arrive.
Baba agreed, saying "for five minutes only."
But when Baba came to the Lagoon Cabin at 9:00 A.M. on Sunday, 18 May 1952, no dancers turned up. He sent for Margaret, and together they waited, and waited, and waited.
"Why did you ask me to see anyone after the 17th?" Baba fumed. "I am not in a mood for any interviews now. Where are they?"
Baba was very restless; he called others, repeating the same thing numerous times.
He paced inside the Lagoon Cabin asking, "What do you think has happened to them? Do you think they met with an accident? Why haven't they arrived? What time were they to come?"
He sent someone to phone the airport, but there was no news.
Baba went for his lunch and returned in the afternoon. Throughout the day the discussion centered entirely on the four missing dancers. Kitty remembered, "At times Baba seemed so annoyed they were coming, then again deeply concerned as to what had happened." Just as Baba was about to leave in the evening, he told them to phone the airport again. The only information was that flights had been canceled and many planes were overdue, because the weather was so bad.
"I am going to the house now," Baba stated. "If they come, tell them I will see them at seven in the morning for five minutes."
Baba left the Lagoon Cabin, and just as he went out, the phone rang. It was the dancers, calling from the airport in Myrtle Beach. They had had to charter a private plane, as the regular flights had all been canceled. Their flight through the storm, with barely enough gas to make it, had been a gut-wrenching, terrifying experience. But they were determined not to lose this chance of meeting the Divine Beloved.