“You will. I know that. Just think of the houses we had in St. Jo. And the advance sale here is remarkable. The manager says he never knew such a sale but once before. The house will be jammed to-night. We could play here three nights to paying business, and this is a small place. What’ll we do when we hit Chicago?”
“That’s what I’d like to know.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Chicago will be the test.”
“How?”
“I think I shall be able to tell in Chicago whether the piece will be a success or not.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that. You can’t be sure. The taste of Chicago sometimes varies from that of New York. What is a success in one place is sometimes a failure in the other.”
“But that happens so seldom that it is an exception. If ‘True Blue’ catches on in Chicago, it will go in New York.”
“Well, I believe it is bound to go anywhere. It took me some time to realize you had written a better play than your first one, but I know it now.”
The door was standing ajar. Cassie Lee appeared outside.