The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-09-01
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for another cigaret. Anne said, in
a low voice: GO on" and nothing
more. So he read on.
When he had finished he threw
the manuscript %carelessly to one
side, and he got up to stretch, and
he saw then that Anne had actual
tears in her eyes.
The sight of them moved him;
suddenly he realized, with a new
and strange sense of pride, that it
was what he had written that had
made Anne cry.
He could not be, then, the sorry
failure that he had begun to think
himself-not if something he had
written could do that to Anne Win
ter.
Anne was silent until she saw
him smiling at her. Then she said,
softly, And they sent it back to
you"
He replied cheerfully. Sure. I
suppose I shouldn't feel SO bad,
though. My agent was pretty keen
about it and didn't want to give it
up; but there was simply nothing
doing. There's nothing to do, /
guess, but like it. I'm getting used
to that" he added dryly.
Its a shame" Anne said softly.
TITS a shame"
Dan shrugged, and he smiled
again. maybe so; but it's worth
a lot to know that you like it, Anne.
1 was pretty keen about it when I
wrote it, but when it didn't get
across right away I began to think
it couldn't have been much good.
You know how you feel about those
things"
Anne nodded and he continued:
1.-THE agent said it's getting ter
ribly hard to find a producer who
is willing to take a gamble; things
aren't flourishing on the stage the
way they were before talking pic
lures turned everything upside
down"
And Anne said quickly, mo Won
der-if' they can't take a gamble
with a play like that. The movies
took a chance with sound pictures
Dan, why don't you do your play
over for the movieS?"
Her eyes flashed. Anne got up
and went over to the sofa and sat
beside him. Its all there, Dan
everything; and pictures could do
it better than the stage ever could;
and they could develop that war Sc
quence into something tremendous.
Do 1t, DAM" II n
LIE watched the smoke from his
IL cigaret rise in a straight, slen-
der column under the yellow lamp
shade. That's the idea," he said,
half doubtfully.
why, it's the only thing to dol
Dan, I'm crazy about your play! I
think it's marvellous"
Dan laughed. He said, Gee, you
make me feel pretty good, Anne"
Il mean it. I think it would be
wonderful to play the part Of hat
girl" She added with a frown:
That's the kind of thing I'd like
to do-and they want me to sing
and dance
Dan put out his cigaret and
turned his head to look at her.
I've done none of the things I'd
really hoped to do" Anne said, and
there was a bit of wistfulneSs in her
voice.
She was silent then, and Dan
looked thoughtfully at his hands;
spread them out before him and
rubbed them together. He said,
Eyes, that's So" and it occurred to
him now that he might have been
somewhat selfish in taking it for
granted that Anne was satisfied
with what she was doing.
He said as much to her. "I've
been grousing so much because
things weren't breaking right for me
that I'd forgotten there were others
who had a right to kick.
He suggested that they go for a
short ride. I've earned it, Anne.
don't you think? And I'd like a
limeade' about a mile high; my
throatS 1ull OF cotton"
So they stopped at a drug store
and then they headed for the ocean.
and on the way back. with a waxing
moon in the sky and a soft breeze
singing in the palms, Anne sang
for him.
Her voice was low and thrilling.
Dan said. when she had ended her
song: You must always sing,
Anne. Even when you are doing the
things you want most of all to do,
you must always sing"
DAUL COLLIER was sitting up
4 reading when he returned
home.
Hello. my boy" he said lazily.
Well. what did she think of it?
Did she like it?"
yeah. How do you think that
thing would go in the movies,
Paul."
Whose suggestion is thata
Anne's?s
Dan nodded, and Paul srinned.