Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1931-06-24

for three seasons now. II was not
exciting, a sort OF stock company
really. But II was safe and sure. II
meant bread and butter for nine
months OF the year. She was CRATE
ful for that. She hoped she would be
asked 70 come back next season.
but-well, she didn't know.
Vernon ODay Wells. the actor
manager, whose pet the New Art
Theater was. thin. saturnlne ana
iron gray. entered followed By his
coteriC. AS always there was a small
stir at his entrance. Mods, bows.
sycOphantic smiles. The rehearsal
began.
Coed Lord. ElSiell' he was i'm
ploring a few moments later. Get
a little fire into that. will you?
You're q courtesan. remember, a
Florentine woman You're jealous.
You're madly. insanely Jealousi
You've got hood in your veins. not
milk. Let's have n little fire. a little
real feeling. That's all I ask
Cass reflected sardonically that
u was not hard TO BELIEVE Vernon
had once directed movies. The man
ner was unmistakable. Cass had
been in pictures herself once for a
brief space.
Nov thatIl be al for today. Z"
Wells doomed presently. LAS you all
know. were closing next week.
Haven't quite shaped Up plans for
next season. but well talk that over
later He waved his hand in a sig
nal Of dismissal. Cas- looked fear
fully across al the others, They were
all talking. laughing Intimately.
Perhaps they had already been ask
cd 70 sign up for next year.
Miss Barrett. Just a minute
She turned to see Wells secretary
reckoning her. Vernon would like
10 see YOU upstairs for a minute
Cass' heart beat thickly. pound
ing so ID almost suffOcated her.
She was being let down. then?
Vernon Wells waited inst outside
the door Of his office. He was talk
ing 10 a woman Cas- had never
seen before. "A big high-boSomed
woman wearing an Old style white
embroidered dress.
"Ah. Miss Rarretti Mrs. Clees-
paugh was anxious 10 talk to YOU"
Vernon was saying CaSs fumbled
for a chair. Those stairs had made
her giddy again. The old faintness
was coming to overwhelm her.
Feeling tho heat she managed 10
humble. If only she could keep from
making a fool Of herself before these
people. Who was this Mrs. CleeS-
paugh, with her jewel-Studded hand
bag and the ridiculous emerald
brooch ON her prepoSterous bosom?
Mr.. Wells has been helping Us
with u little theater group out az
Willow Stream" the lady began
pompously. He is directing the com
pany there for the summe and we
wondered II you would care 70 Join
us. / admired said Mrs. Clees-
paugh. so much YOUR performance
In Romeo and Juliet
Willow Stream Like a cinema
flashback CaSs saw the tree-shaded
lane and blue waters Of that little
jewel-like Long Island village. II
would mean all the difference be-
tween life and death for her to have
this summer at Willow Stream.
What was il the doctor had said?
Ought 70 get out Of the city at
any cost" And she had smiled al
him ironically, paying her bill. But
what about Lane? How could she
leave herr
Mrs. Cleespaugh was babbling on.
She spoke Of art as a high calling
and mentioned $40 a week with in
finite casualness. Well. thought Cas-.
II was not much but II was enough.
There would be shaded lanes 10
walk in of mornings. salt air 20
breathe deeply. On. II was more
than enouFhl
CasS stood up presently. Her own
voice sounded unreal to her: ats
too marvellous" she said. unsteadi-
ly. 1T sounds really perfect" Even
her laughter sounded nervous. brittle
Il hope 7 can have my daughte-
with me" she hazarded. Il should
be so glad TO have her out OF the
fOWu heat for the summer"