Said Carpenter: “I tell you, before the cock crows again, you will deny three times that you know me.” And then, without awaiting response from the amazed T-S, he turned to speak to the man on the other side of him.
The magnate of the pictures sat silent, evidently frightened. At last he turned to me and asked, “Vot you tink he meant by dat, Billy?”
I answered: “I think he meant that you are to play the part of Peter.”
“Peter? Peter Pan?”
“No; St. Peter, who denied his master.”
“Vell,” said T-S, patiently, “you know, I ain't vun o' dese litry fellers.”
“I'll tell it to you some time,” I continued. “It's kind of funny. If he's right, you are going to be the first pope, and sit at the golden gate, holding the keys of heaven.”
“My Gawd!” said T-S.
“And you've made a record in the movies.” I added. “You've played Satan and St. Peter, both on the same day! That is 'doubling' with a vengeance!”