Beiner laughed.
"What's that? Spanish for Maggie Smith? It's all right, kid. Don't get mad. I'm a great joker, I am. Florine Ladue you say it is, and Florine Ladue it'll be. Well, Florine, what makes you want to go into the movies?"
Clancy looked bewildered.
"Why—why does any one want to do anything?"
"God knows!" said Beiner. "Especially if the 'any one' is a young, pretty girl. But still, people do want to do something, and I'm one guy that helps some of 'em do it. Ever been in the movies at all?" Clancy shook her head. "Done any acting?"
"I played in 'The Rivals' at the high-school graduation," she confessed.
"Well, we'll keep that a dark secret," said Beiner. "You're an amachoor, eh? And Fanchon DeLisle gave you a card to me."
"Here it is," said Clancy. She produced the card from her pocketbook and handed it to the agent. Her fingers shook.
Beiner took the card, glanced at it carelessly, and dropped it upon his desk.