“Do you know who it was who coached me up on that scene? John Oglethorpe. It’s amazing the ideas he has about acting.”
“Yes it’s a shame he’s so lazy.... He’d be a very valuable actor.”
“It’s not exactly laziness ...” Ellen shook down her hair and twisted it in a coil in her two hands. She saw Harry Goldweiser nudge Mr. Fallik.
“Beautiful isn’t it?”
“How’s Red Red Rose going?”
“Oh dont ask me Elaine. Played exclusively to the ushers last week, do you understand? I dont see why it dont go, it’s catchy.... Mae Merrill has a pretty figure. Oh, the show business has all gone to hell.”
Ellen put the last bronze pin in the copper coil of her hair. She tossed her chin up. “I’d like to try something like that.”
“But one thing at a time my dear young lady; we’ve just barely got you started as an emotional actress.”
“I hate it; it’s all false. Sometimes I want to run down to the foots and tell the audience, go home you damn fools. This is a rotten show and a lot of fake acting and you ought to know it. In a musical show you could be sincere.”
“Didnt I tell ye she was nuts Sol? Didnt I tell ye she was nuts?”