"Too soon—too soon!"
He reached over into a drawer and drew out a play.
"Do you see this? I'm keeping this for you!"
She opened her eyes.
"For me?"
"There's a fortune in it. There's a scene there"—he swore appreciatively—"it's all in a scene, a trick; but it's a winner. And I'm holding that for you, kid."
"Star me?" she said, laughing incredulously.
"In the third year—yes!"
"Come, now, Blainey, I'm no fool. I'm not that strong on acting!"
"Acting be damned. Personality!" he said, slapping the table. "You've got me—you can get them!"