Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1909-08-11

suddenly laughed again.
"Sit down." he said. "You are ex-
citing yourself"
"I must tell you about it, " she went
on. "The hero and the heroine are
penned in a lofty building and fire
breaks out-just as this did. And
then the two show their real natures
Just as they would in actual life.
She grows sentimental and he curses
fate. She remembers her happy child
hood an6 he talks about dying like a
rat in trap. And I thought it was
realistic.
4Come," said the man, "don't you
want to go homer"
"Why, no." said the girl. al want
to tell you about the play. You know
you said it was very doubtful if ever
saw you again."
"I hope I was mistaken about that, y
he said. And the girls cheeks sud-.
denly flushed.
II know 1 have done pretty much
everything wrong" she hastily said,
4but 1 want you to hear the whole
plot. Let me tell you the third act.
I will talk fast" H
He nodded and she began the rela-
ton. She gave the scene wi1l SIM
pie earnestness that was impressive
in It's unaffected way.
"You see what I meant to empha-
size," she said. Here is the young
wife wild with anxiety because she
fears her husbands honor is in dam
ger. These people who are his enc
mics, the young husbands stepmoth-
er and the stock gambling rival, have
come to denounce him. You see the
course she takes. She deliberately
lies to save the man she adores. Her
nature suddenly changes. She lies
gHbly and artistically. The step
mother and the broker know she is
lying, but the husband and the father
think she is speaking the truth-and
the truth is abhorrent. The father,
bowed and broken by her falsehoods.
denounces her. To him she has al
ways been an innocent, truthful child
the thought that she may be lying
is absurd. And the husband, equally
stupid, turns from her and goes away
with the unhappy father. To add to
her wretchedness the stepmother
tells her the sacrifice was thrown
away-that her husband had been
proved innocent of the charge
against him" The girl paused and
looked at the man. "Is there any,
thing in that?" she asked.
He was staring at the ceiling.
"I am trying to see the scene," he
slowly said. "It's little hazy. I
like it. 1 like it better as it grows
clearer"
The girl watched him with eager
eyes. He quickly looked down at her.
"What do you say to collaborating
on it?" he abruptly asked.
Before she could reply to this as
! tonishing question the door suddenly
opened and a stout man entered.
He paused and stared from the girl
to the man.
4 uGu ulS ldCG llSulSu up. 80
@Why, Brewster Allen" he Joyous
. ly cried, II am delighted to see you!
Iwould have been up sooner, but that
fire on the sixth floor kept me fuming
in the street. Did it scare you? And
have you got a play for me !"
/, The eminent dramatist laughed.
4 He had reached across the table and
drawn the girls manuscript toward
him. He threw q quick glance at the
4 title page.
miss Thorne," he said, "let me
present Manager Follansbee Of twenty
theatres or more. Miss Emily Thorne,
Manager ,Follansbee."
The girl stared from the great play
wright to the great producer.
And she had stupidity taken the one
for the other. Her fair face slowly
flushed.
when I came into your Office, I"
said the dramatist, 81 meant to tell
you that I was tired out and had an
Immediate European trip in view.
But have changed my mind. I have
asked Miss Thorne to collaborate with
me on four-act drama, and If she
consents you shall have the finished
product in just six weeks"
The great producer looked from the
man to the girl. But he was too wise
to make any comment.
"Fine," he cried. Consider the
collaborated drama accepted. MY
congratulations, Miss Thorne."
The dramatist turned to the girl.
"The principal difficulty having
been removed" he said, ut only re-
mains for us to begin work at once. I"
The great manager stared at the
leather bound manuscript. 1t evil
dently had played an important part
in this strange little comedy. The
girl suddenly put out her hand to
Brewster Allen.
"At once" she said.
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