Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1919-1980, 1922-04-14
Sta rHgh r
BY the Noted Author
IDAH MGLONE GIBSON
Dinner for Three.

more than he had ever been sur
prised in his life.
At last he said to me with
Kind of sheepish grim ''Virgle
you are not trying to 'vamp' me
are your 1t isn't necessary. Yol
know love you. / have Away
been In love with you ever since
knew how to spell the word.
do you remember, Bddie, writ
ing me a letter IN which you told
me / was In love with Theodore
5tratton7 Well, he is sitting ovel
there at the corner table with
Maud Samson"
Eddie looked hurt. Are you
simply using me to make him jeal-
ous3"
No, | am just trying to show
aim how l act when a real boy OF
my own age and from my home
town. Is with me-"
Then you don't really care for
him?"
How could she, Mr.. Mont
forth? Mr.. Stratton Is old enough
to be her father. And he's mar
ried."
Eddie turned and looked at
them. Then he remarked vtndic-
lively: "She looks as though he
abused her"
But that isn't his wife, Mr..
Montforth."
"Oh, Mrs. Chester, don't disillu-
sion him. He Is SO nice and real"
Say, Miss Ancient, where do
you get that stuff? When were
you disillusioned?"
| felt the hot blood go over my
face. But In my heart there was
a grateful prayer that had dis
covered the drawn bolt in my
hotel room In time. l could still
look Eddie Montforth, Aunt Vir-
ginia and my father in the face.
"Oh, you young people! With
your poses of dlsillusionment and
cynicism! Wait until you are as
old as /, and you will know that 1t
ls pretty good world after ALL"
| thanked Mrs. Chester with a
glance as Eddie exclaimed: cit
is the best world ever, isn't 1t,
Virgie. His hand shot out and
covered mine. | do not know what
made me do it, but my eyes un-
consciously darted to Theodore
Stratton's face. He was watching
me and wondering. | knew that
oy his frown.
Slowly drew my hand away
with just enough lingering pause
TO show Eddie that | would like
to leave it there and to register
my wish upon Theodore Stratton.
Meanwhile was thinking ex-
ultantly: Il am an actress"
After this display" admirfng
ly remarked Mrs. Chester, who
understood my thoughts, mo one
will have any doubts as to your
talents as an actress, Virgie.'
Then you are merely acting,
Virgie? This picture business has
spoiled you" said Eddie, despair
ingly.
mo, Mr.. Montforth, It hasn't
spoiled her In the least, She
means everything that she has
said, She meant that sudden kiss
that she gave you in the lobby OF
the hotel and she means even more
truly the clinging handclasp that
she Just gave you. But don't you
my dear boy, that
Virginia Fairfax could never have
kissed you with that fine flare of
sT5tiong Virginia Fairfax could
never have timed the exact instant
10 draw away her hand lingering
y. All these. all this technique
belong to Virginia winston. The
the impulse, and the real
ty was that of the girl with whom
you have grow up"
rs that the explanation, Vir-
yieg" ,
fes, with just one thing add
ID. Virginia Winston stood off
md directed the action of Virginia
Tairfax's emotion"
That is the art of the actor,
Mr., Montforth." continued Mrs.
hester Some actors have 1t nat
lrally and because they haven't
he mind to go deeply into an
analysis of what they are doing
nd why they are doing It, they
lever become great. although
hey have great moments. The
'thers need only the chance to do
nd the stick -to-itiyeness to keep
Ioing TO succeed In the greatest
leasure.'
but. Mrs. Chester. you have
ot explained something very Inn :
ortant In the particular bit of
citing you are discussing. The
irginia Fairfax part of it was all i
DR. the friend OF my childhood,
ddie. But the Virginia winston