He
can't help but be funny that way."
"We'll see. To-morrow we'll kind of feel him out. He'll see this
Parmalee film to-day--I caught it last night--and there's some stuff
in it I want to play horse with, see? So I'll start him to-morrow in
a quiet scene, and find out does he handle. If he does, we'll go
right into some hokum drama stuff. The more serious he plays it the
better. It ought to be good, but you can't ever tell in our trade.
You know that as well as I do."
The girl was confident. "I can tell about this lad," she insisted.
CHAPTER XIII
GENIUS COMES INTO ITS OWN
Merton Gill, enacting the part of a popular screen idol, as in the
play of yesterday, sat at breakfast in his apartments on Stage
Number Five. Outwardly he was cool, wary, unperturbed, as he peeled
the shell from a hard-boiled egg and sprinkled salt upon it. For the
breakfast consisted of hard-boiled eggs and potato salad brought on
in a wooden dish.
He had been slightly disturbed by the items of this meal; it was not
so elegant a breakfast as Hubert Throckmorton's, but he had been
told by Baird that they must be a little different.
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