“It would amuse me,” she replied.
He laughed.
“This to the great Cartel!” said he, modestly. “Do you know that the finest actresses in America esteem it a privilege to act with me?”
She grinned.
“There are women in this hotel who would give their eyes for the chance,” he added.
“I need my eyes for seeing my way about,” she drawled.
Well as she managed him she was greatly excited at the prospect of acting with him. She had a dreadful row with Max and Wally on the subject, but she won out, and the announcement was made that the great man would put on a Shaw playlet, assisted by the “little Bryce girl.”
There followed days of rehearsal and preparation, during which Mr. Cartel tried to impress his amateur leading lady, and succeeded not at all.
“That’s not the way to do it!” he thundered at her repeatedly.
“All right. But that’s the way I have to do it. If I’m going to be this woman, I have to be her my way, not yours.”