Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1919-07-09

nat Will trembling MINUS anu went
down in the elevator with Duane.
They went up in an elevator at one
side Of the lobby of the theater and
stepped out at Reben's office door. A
number of somber and respondent
persons of a theatrical complexion
were waiting there also, the wretched
Lazaruses Of art.
Duane spoke to respectful Office
boy, who disappeared through a door
and returned to beckon him in. With
heart bounding high and bubbling at
her throat Daphne entered the theat-
rical world by one Of it's most gilded
portals.
The great Reben sat bulhilv behind
an ornate table-desk and dismissed
still more ornate stenographer with
nod as he rose to greet Duane.
Duane did the honors: "Mr. Reben,
1 want to present you to Miss Kip,
Miss Daphne Kip"
Reben greeted her with suavity and
his eyes were even more enthusiastic
than his words. Daphne was at her
superlative degree and anxiety gave
her a usefulness that was appealing
to Reben. Women's charms and visit
ILLNESSES made up a large part Of his
wares In trade.
"Have you had any experienced"
"None."
"Studied elocution?"
"Never. never spoke a piece in
my life"
Good! Amateur theatricals?"
"Never. I never seemed to care for
them"
Better yet What makes you think
you want to act nowP
Money. I want to earn money
get rich"
II see," said Reben, and fell into q
profound meditation, studying Daphne
searchingly.
Duane seized the opportunity to rise
and say: well, I'll leave you two to-
gether to talk terms. 1t would be in
delicate for me to know just how rich
Miss Kip is going to be-"
He had no sooner gone than Reben's
manner changed slightly and Daphne's
courage vanished. Reben paced the
floor as he talked. His path kept
slowly closing in around her like the
walls in Poe's story. ~
"You look like Miss Kemble," he
said. "You have somewhat the same
temperament. You like her style of
play. That may be your line. I can't
tell. Of course don't know how we'll
you can act. Perhaps you never could.
Kemble is great, but she comes of an
old theatrical family. OF course you
have one great capital-your beauty !;
for you are very beautiful, Miss Kip,
very. Let me see your eyes!"
He had right to ask If he were
going to hire her eyes, but she looked
up cravenly, for the burly satrap was
leaning over her. His left hand was
on the arm Of the chair, his right on
the back Of it. His left hand was grad
ually enveloping hers. It was q fat,
hot hand, and his face was so close
that it was blurred in her vision.
Then she remembered Duane's
words. She controlled herself enough
to put them to the test.
She pretended to look coldly into
Reben's face, and she said, with a
brave show of calm: "Mr. Reben,
didn't come here to flirt with you and
l don't intend to. l came here for
job as an actress. If this sort of thing
Is a necessary part Of the job I'll go
somewhere else"
Reben backed away and stared at
her. He was rendered foolish by her
rebuff and he stammered, "Why, L
I meant no HARM"
She went on with the Duane system
Of treatment: 81 know you didn't. You
meant to be polite, but you don't have
to be so polite to me. 1 don't expect
it and 1 don't like it."
"All right, all right !" Reben growled,
pacing the floor again, but in a con.
stantly receding path. He did not
speak. He felt that he had made a
fool Of himself, and he was embar-
raised.
Daphne was so frightened with her
success that she got to her feet say
ing: II suppose this means that you
don't want me to work for you. It's
true, then, what they say about the
stage"
Nonsense! OF course not! Rot |!
l never see most Of my people except
at rehearsals or performances. I've
never spoken to three-quarters of 'em.
If you want job you can have it, and
no concessions are necessary. You
don't have to make love to me. You
make love to the audience, and If you
can capture that you can slap my face
every TIME you see me-"
Daphne was astounded. She was
engaged She was exultant and
thrilled with gratitude to Duane for
introducing her to this marvellous OPP
portunity and for the wisdom of his
counsel.
Reben said: "The general under
study of the Kemble company has
grown tired Of waiting for chance
to appear in public. She's quitting me
| this week for small part In q road