"Edgar and his mother and little sister live on this farm and Edgar
mixes in with a swell dame down at the summer hotel, and a villain
tries to get his old mother's farm and another villain takes his
little sister off up to the wicked city, and Edgar has more trouble
than would patch Hell a mile, see? But it all comes right in the
end, and the city girl falls for him when she sees him in his
stepping-out clothes.
"It's a pretty little thing, but to my way of thinking it lacks
strength; not enough punch to it. So we're sort of building up on
that general idea, only we'll put in the pep that this piece lacked.
If I don't miss my guess, you'll be able to show Wayne a few things
about serious acting--especially after you've studied his methods a
little bit in this piece."
"Well, if you think I can do it," began Merton, then broke off in
answer to a sudden thought. "Will my mother be the same actress that
played it before, the one that mopped all the time?"
"Yes, the same actress, but a different sort of mother. She--she's
more enterprising; she's a sort of chemist, in a way; puts up
preserves and jellies for the hotel.
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