"Not advertisements?" I said. "Not posters'? You didn't write the 'Brown Cat's thanks,' or 'Alas, my poor brother,' or——"
"Certainly not," he replied. "My line is literature. Do you ever go to cinemas?"
"Now and then," I said, "when it rains, or I have an unexpected hour, or it is too late for a play."
"Then you have read me," he said. "I write for cinemas."
"There isn't much writing there," I suggested.
"Oh, isn't there!" he answered. "Haven't you ever noticed in a cinema how letters are always being brought in on trays?"
"Yes, I have."
"And then the hero or the villain or the victim opens them and reads them?"
"Yes."
"And then the audience has to read them?"