The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-09-02
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I out a hot idea and selling it on the
spot. But I've always been skepti-
cal; I've always had the sneaking
notion that they had their ideas
tucked away in their pockets before
they came in"
But Dams proposal, he admitted,
was somewhat different.
1T is" said Dan. Here's the
pay right here. 1t would take on
siderably more than a few hours to
turn that out"
The scenario chief nodded and
pressed a button. When his Secre-
tary entered he said, will you see
if any of the offices in the depart
ment are not being used today? l
want MI. Rorimer to have a type
writer where he can work undis-
turbed."
And when she had gone he turned
to Dan once more. What's the play
about?" he asked. you've got me
curious now"
Dan hesitated. I'D rather not try
to give you any more than the idea,"
he said. Il think the most effective
thing in it is the dialog."
But he roughly sketched the plot,
and Phillips admitted that it might
have possibilities.
His secretary returned, and Phil
lips himself accompanied Dan to
the little Office. It belonged to ora
of the staff who was taking a few
days off.
There's your typewriter" said
Phillips, smiling, land there's plenty
of paper. Now help yourself; if
there's anything else you want, just
ask for it; everything's furnished
but running water"
Dan laughed and thanked him,
and when Phillips had closed the
door and departed he sat down at
ono and thrust paper into the type
writer and began to write.
1T was not difficult, once he had
4 started. He knew very clearly
just what he wanted to say, just
where the screen treatment would
deviate from the script; and he
wrote swiftly, with a keen zest for
the task.
At l o'clock there was a rap on
the door and Phillips entered.
Have to knock off for lunch"
he ordered amiably; this is a
union shop. Come on out and we'll
have a bite together. How's it COM
ing?"
Pretty fair" Dan said. 81 had
no idea it was lunch time already.
I've been at it. more than three
hours"
Phillips laughed. you've been
doing something, too, haven't your"
He moved over to the little desk
and estimated the number of sheets
that had emerged from the type
writer, and he turned to look at
Dan with something like respect in
mis- eyes.
On their way to the restaurant he
conflded that Collier had dropped
in during the morning. 81 told him
you were upstairs working and he
grinned all over himself. Paul
thinks pretty well of you, it seems
Hes the greatest guy in the
world" Dan said warmly, and he
thought, too, that Collier had ap-
praised Phillips pretty accurately in
referring to him as "a good egg"
Collier was kind of curious to
now how you had made out with
me-" Phillips said. He chuckled.
I'm a pretty tough scrt, you know"
And he added: Paul sure is
hoped up over your play. If it's
half as good as he says it is, maybe
We ought to feel lucky to get it.
What's the title of it, by the way?
I eve asked you that"
Traitor" Dan said, and he con.
fessed the title might lack some
thing as the name for a picture. ct
was all right-or it seemed all right,
anyway-for the stage" He said,
I'm sorry if Paul piled it on thick.
I didn't expect him to do that"
He seemed so apologize that
Phillips gave him a curious look.
We'll, I wouldn't let it worry me
if I were YOU" he said. Collier
wouldn't say it if he didn't mean
it."
They had lunch together then.
Dan glanced idly around the res
taurant. half expecting that he
might see Anne Winter, but she
was not there.
He did see Garry Sloan. The d.
rector was lunching with two other
men and a girl with brown hair
whose back was toward Porimer:
and Sloan CHANGED to look his way
Just then. and Dan nodded. Sloan
smiled family, but without recog-
milton, and turned back to his COM
psnions.
Phillips saw it. He said. 10 yoC.
know Garry Sloan7p