New Britain herald., 1922-05-31
CONTINUED For Our Last lssue)
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to carry on when she hears what
she hears, She isn't In love with
Richards she isn't even In love with
Dick and surely"-I.ucinda was now
rapidly growing serious in her
anxiety to justify herself to Nolan's
face of thunderhead-"su surely shs
oughtnt to go all to pieces Just be-
cause she hears Richards confess,
what she's known all along, that he's
the sort OF man he is"
Listen here: who's directing this
scene. you r me? Who wrote the
continuity. you r ne? Who knows
best what this story's all about heb,
you r me %
Bat, Mr., Nolan, I'm sure if you'll
Just think a moment you'll see II
isn't natural for a girl like Nelly
TO rant like a tragedy queen over this
situation. She wouldn't tear around
In this eorner like alike Lillian
Gish in Broken Blossoms when
she's tropped in the scullery and her
fathers breaking in to murder her.
Don't you see?"
Sure I see Nolan spoke with
on unwonted evenness of tone, for
lot of things. I see you've made
up your mind to try to make a fool
OF me. arguing about my visualiza-
ton of this scene like you have. We'll,
all right: you win. | resign. I'm
out. You've got your wish And
this time ! don't come back, not if
you was to go down on your knees
to beg me to finish this fool pic
ture,"
In an abrupt break Of fury, oddly
out of keeping with the level tone he
had used, Nolan raised the mega
phone above his head and with all
his might cast it upon the floor at
Lucinda's feet.
"And that ends that" he an
nounced quietly, and walked of,
leaving Lucinda in a temper curious
ly divided between relief and regret
NNNIII
At late hour that afternoon the
war council of the incorporates of
Linda Lee Gnc) stalled on dead CEN
ter.
Isadore linn, owner of the studios,
opened the door far enough to per-
NIT the Introduction of his head and
nothing more of his person. For a
moment or two he held this posture
playfully, looking from one to an
other of the unhappy four with al
leer at once inquisitive knowing, and
hideous. Then he thrust the door !,
wide open. came in, and shut it be-
hind him.
Hello, people" he saluted affably.
'HOW YOU ma liking out ?"
ITS an impasse." Lontaine stated. !
We're all in a blind alley, you
know"
BET your life know you are"
linn agreed vigorously.
Il was thinking maybe I could get
you a director-Wally Day, best little
conner that ever breathed into mega
phone
But what's the use of tantalzing
u.s." Lucinda demanded fretfully-i
'if Mr.. Day is under another con-
tract"
well, just got an idea maybe
we could come to some sort of an
agreement. Now listen: you've spent
bale of green money, l don't know
: how much, but lot, maybe cou-
pie hundred thousand dollars, maybe
more. That's all right. We don't |
have to worry about that till | come
to look at your books"
Look at our books" Lontaine ex-
postulated.
linn pacif1ed him with a gross
hand that patted the air. Sure l
got to look at your books amt I, If
/ sit in on this production? You
sell me the production as is, story,
continuity, Miss Lees contract, all ;
your properties n everything, and
/ I'll pay you 50 per cent what it cost
you to date, cash money. Then | and
Waly and Miss Lee here'll go ahead
and finish up, and it won't cost you
anything more. Miss Lee, and I'll
give you 10 per cent of the net
profits Meanwhile you'-he nodded
to Lontaine-"can be fussing around
and taking your time about finding
a studio all your own and getting
all set to use Miss Lee again when l
and Wally are done with her. If
that amt sporting offer. | don't
know. What you say
Lucinda looked obviously to Lon
tame. His eyes had suddenly grown
more stony and staring than she
had ever seen them. and she fancied
that he had lost a shade OF color;
but he met her glance with quick
nod and said in a husky voice; Il
agree with Mr.. Zinn, Linda
Lucinda delayed another moment,
then turned to Mr.. linn with smile.
Every well, Mr.. linn. If Mr. Lon
taines agreeable. I don't mind ="
xxx
Harry Lontaine got home at late
hour for one who had it in mind to
battle, dress and put in an appearance
for an s o'clock dinner several miles
away.
Before the door which gave upon
the private quarters of the house,
however, he hung for some time in
seeming reluctance to proceed
Eventually he pushed the door
open.
Immediately he saw Fanny
Bathed in a great glare. she sat in
her dressing room facing a long mir
ror in three panels; decked out en-
grande toilette, wearing every jewel
she possessed, groomed to the finest
nuance of perfection; brilliant and
strangely immobile fgurine of mod
ern feminity, with bobbed hair like
FURNISHED brass. milk-Yhite bosom
and arms rising out of calyx of
peachblow taffeta, jewels stung to
fridescent life by that fierce wash of
light