"You'd better grab him," advised the girl; "you'll never find a better Tarzan."
"He isn't exactly the type, but he might answer; I've been noticing him," said Potkin. "What do you think, Dan?"
"He's not my idea of Tarzan, but he might do."
"Of course his face doesn't look like Tarzan; but he's big, and that's what I want," replied Potkin.
"He hasn't a name; nobody ever heard of him, and you said you wanted a big name," argued Puant.
"We'll use that platinum blond, Era Dessent, opposite him; she's got a lot of sex appeal and a big name."
"I got an idea!" exclaimed Puant. "I'll write the story around Dessent and some good-looking juvenile, bring in another fem with 'It' and a heavy with a big name; and we can use Clayton in long shots with apes for atmosphere."
"That's a swell idea, Dan; get in a lot of sex stuff and a triangle and a ballroom or cabaret scene—a big one with a jazz orchestra. What we want is something different."
"That ought to fix it so that we can use this fellow," said Puant, "for it won't make much difference who takes the part of Tarzan."
"How about it, Mr. Clayton?" inquired Potkin with an ingratiating smile.