"'Star of the West.' A splendid thing,—have you seen it?"
"No; we almost never go."
"Oh, we go a lot, we love moving pictures."
"I'd like to see this one,—before I speak to Azalea. Is it on now?"
"Yes, at The Campanile. Let's go down to-morrow,—just you and me. We can be back in a couple of hours."
"Well, I'll see. Probably I can go."
In the meantime, Azalea and Van Reypen were talking of the same play.
"I saw a picture play last night," Phil was saying, "with a girl in it that looked exactly like you."
"What was the play?" asked Azalea, interestedly.
"'Star of the West.' It was a good play, but I was most interested in the girl I speak of. She was really your double,—but she did things that I don't believe you could compass,—athletic as you are."