The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-09-13

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that Sloan was not satisfied with
her.
But the director said nothing for
perhaps two minutes; merely sat
and frowned. Then he commanded:
CUT
A NNE looked at him question
Aingly and Sloan shook his head.
They would listen for playback,
he said; perhaps Anne would dis
cover what was wrong when she
heard it.
He rose from his chair and went
over to her. and Dan saw him say
things to her in a low tone that did
not carry to him. But he gath
cred from his gesture that the di-
rector was criticiSing her appear
ance as we'll as her voice.
Anne's voice came from the loud
speaker and Sloan shrugged and
lifted his hands. Presently he came
back to his seat, but he stood in
stead of sitting. rested one foot on
the chair and leaned forward.
Someone commanded silence
gain; Anne alone on the set. moved
over to a telephone which rang
family and lifted the receiver.
A sharp cry from her and thu
receiver fell from her grasp and
dangled on its cord from the table.
Rorimer, with a cigaret unheeded
between his fingers, looked on anX-
iously as she covered her face with
her hands. let them fell slowly.
Tears swan in her eyes; her voice
faltered, was strangled.
But Sloan shook his head again
and called her over to him. Anne"
he said, ''you-you're just crying
that's all. It's more than that it's
got to be something thatll simply
wiring their hearts with pity"
He struck his leg sharply with
his open hand. You know what 1
want, Anne. Now give it to me-"
He asked her if she remembered
Lillian Gish in Broken Blossoms.
He mentioned other pictures.
And Anne nodded mutely III
try, she said.
She went through it again. and
this time Sloan, with a glance at
his watch and sigh that told of
patience sorely tried, told her to
forget it until after lunch.
He took her to lunch himself,
had it brought to them in the cot
tage that he had on the lot
Anne told him falteringly, I'm
sorry I'm so stupid, but 1 can't seem
to get it." She began to dab at her
eyes with her handkerchief. I'm
afraid I've let you down terribly"
Don't you feel well?" he asked
sharply. Sloan's eyes searched her
face.
I haven't that excuse she re-
piled, and Sloan took her hand.
I'm not going to give up, Anne.
You've got it and I'm going to have
it,"
He told her he was going ahead
with the afternoon schedule that had
been planned. We'll return to your
scene afterward. You're all tight
ened up; 1 want you to relax"
And he mentioned something
about not wanting to waste any
more money. They would work until
late in the evening if necessary.
Rorimer. returning after lunch,
saw Sloan come back alone. and he
conferred with the script clerk and
then went to Anne'S dressing room.
The door was open and she was
lying down. She said, Hello, Dan, >
in q weary voice. and he saw that
she had been crying.
And instantly he was hot-eyed
with resentment. Nobody but
chump would browbeat you like
that" he said.
But Anne protested. You mustn't
say that. It's my fault entirely.
He hasn't browbeaten me, Dan;
you're quite wrong. He's been very
patient"
DAN went back to his office; Pail
II lips wanted him. When he re-
turned. late in the afternoon, the
red light was burning over the
stage door and he had to remain
outside for a long time
But he saw Lester Moore depart
ing and Moore told him, with a
sympathetic smile. that Anne and
Sloan were at it again..
When he finally did go in he
found Sloan talking to Anne. who
sat deiectedly beside him. He heard
Sloan say: You're having a terrible
off day, Anne. Haven't you ever
known any real grief in your life?
Don't you know what it means to be
crazy with it? You're doing Just
what I spoke about last night
you're holding back"
She did it again for him. and
again. Sloan drove her on i'm
placably. His temper was fraying
and his criticism took sharper
edge. Rorimer got up and wan
dered 6ff, because he couldn't stand
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