"Don't turn me over to the bulls, mister! I only did it for ma's sake...."
"All wrong!"
"If you was out of work and starvin' and you had to sit and watch your poor old ma bendin' over the wash-tub...."
"All wrong!" repeated Hamilton Beamish forcefully.
"What do you mean, all wrong?"
"Mere crude Broadway melodrama. That stuff might deceive some people, but not me."
Fanny shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, I thought it was worth trying," she said.
Hamilton Beamish was regarding her keenly. That busy brain was never still, and now it had begun to work with even more than its normal intensity.
"Are you an actress?"