"Forty dollars a week! It's wealth! Where are they?"
"Over at the Gotham Theatre in Forty-second Street."
"I'll go there at once."
"But you'll hate it. You don't realize what it's like. You wait hours and hours and nobody sees you."
"Why shouldn't I walk straight in and say that I've come for work?"
Nelly's big eyes grew bigger.
"But you couldn't!'
"Why not?"
"Why, you couldn't!"
"I don't see why."