“Oh, yes, I should recognize him on sight,” the professor assured Frank. “He knows my plans, and he knows that the elaborate outline of its details in my satchel is well worth stealing. He doesn’t know the main essential of my project, however.”
“You mean, Professor?” queried Frank.
“The big chance there is in getting an ideal location here in which to start the educational photo playhouse.”
“You have got that; have you?” asked Frank, very much interested.
“I certainly have,” replied the professor, with manifest pride. “I saw at once at the outset that there might be some difficulty in introducing a new kind of motion picture feature to the public. I spent fully two months in deciding as to the best city. Of course it was Boston.”
“A very wise choice, I should say,” agreed Frank.
“Then I also knew that location was everything. I devoted days and days to visiting every section of the city. It was an educational experience for me and brought me against many practical, business facts. At one time I fancied I must locate in a very cultured neighborhood and hire a prim, eminently respectable hall. Then for a spell I favored a location near several educational institutions.
“It dawned on me, though, that my possible patrons would be comparatively few in number; that maybe they had already a surfeit of learning. So, I decided on one point—it was that if I couldn’t in some way interest the masses and popularize my project as an entertainment, I couldn’t make a lasting success of it.”
“I think your idea was a good one,” commented Frank.
“Thank you, Durham,” replied the professor, “and I think a great deal of your good judgment. Well, I finally determined that there was one best location and that was on Boston Common.”