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He regarded her earnestly。 〃Oh； I would have come back； all right； I'd never forget that twenty…five dollars I owe you； and you'll get it all back； only it may take a little time。 I thought I'd see you for a minute； then go out and find a jobyou know； a regular job in a store。〃
〃Nothing of the sort； old Trouper！〃 She danced again about him； both his hands in hers； which annoyed him because it was rather loud public behaviour； though he forgave her in the light of youth and kindliness。 〃No regular job for you； old Pippinnothing but acting all over the placereal acting that people come miles to see。〃
〃Do you think I can really get a part？〃 Perhaps the creature had something definite in view for him。
〃Sure you can get a part！ Yesterday morning I simply walked into a part for you。 Come along over to the office with me。 GoodyI see you brought the stills。 I'll take a peek at 'em myself before Baird gets here。〃 〃Baird？ Not the Buckeye comedy man？〃 He was chilled by a sudden fear。
〃Yes； Jeff Baird。 You see he is going to do some fivereelers and this first one has a part that might do for you。 At least； I told him some things about you； and he thinks you can get away with it。〃
He went moodily at her side； thinking swift thoughts。 It seemed ungracious to tell her of his loathing for the Buckeye comedies； those blasphemous caricatures of worth…while screen art。 It would not be fair。 And perhaps here was a quick way to discharge his debt and be free of obligation to the girl。 Of course he would always feel a warm gratitude for her trusting kindness； but when he no longer owed her money he could choose his own line of work。 Rather bondage to some Hollywood Gashwiler than clowning in Baird's infamies！
〃Well； I'll try anything he gives me；〃 he said at last； striving for the enthusiasm he could not feel。
〃You'll go big； too；〃 said the girl。 〃Believe； me Kid； you'll go grand。〃
In Baird's offices he sat at the desk and excitedly undid the package of stills。 〃We'll give 'em the once…over before he comes；〃 she said； and was presently exclaiming with delight at the art study of Clifford Armytage in evening dress； two straight fingers pressing the left temple； the face in three…quarter view。
〃Well； now； if that ain't Harold Parmalee to the life！ If it wasn't for that Clifford Armytage signed under it； you'd had me guessing。 I knew yesterday you looked like him； but I didn't dream it would be as much like him as this picture is。 Say； we won't show Baird this at first。 We'll let him size you up and see if your face don't remind him of Parmalee right away。 Then we'll show him this and it'll be a cinch。 And my； look at these othershere you're a soldier； and here you're a…a…a polo playerthat is polo； ain't it； or is it tennis？ And will you look at these stunning Westerns！ These are simply the best of allon horseback； and throwing a rope； and the fighting face with the gun drawn； and rolling a cigaretteand； as I live； saying good…by to the horse。 Wouldn't that get youBuck Benson to the life！〃
Again and again she shuffled over the stills； dwelling on each with excited admiration。 Her excitement was pronounced。 It seemed to be a sort of nervous excitement。 It had caused her face to flush deeply； and her manner； especially over the Western pictures； at moments oddly approached hysteria。 Merton was deeply gratified。 He had expected the art studies to produce no such impression as this。 The Countess in the casting office had certainly manifested nothing like hysteria at beholding them。 It must be that the Montague girl was a better judge of art studies。
〃I always liked this one； after the Westerns；〃 he observed； indicating the Harold Parmalee pose。
〃It's stunning；〃 agreed the girl； still with her nervous manner。 〃I tell you； sit over there in Jeff's chair and take the same pose； so I can compare you with the photo。〃
Merton obliged。 He leaned an elbow on the chair…arm and a temple on the two straightened fingers。 〃Is the light right？〃 he asked； as he turned his face to the pictured angle。
〃Fine；〃 applauded the girl。 〃Hold it。〃 He held it until shocked by shrill laughter from the observer。 Peal followed peal。 She had seemed oddly threatened with hysteria； perhaps now it had come。 She rocked on her heels and held her hands to her sides。 Merton arose in some alarm； and was reassured when the victim betrayed signs of mastering her infirmity。 She wiped her eyes presently and explained her outbreak。
〃You looked so much like Parmalee I just couldn't help thinking how funny it wasit just seemed to go over me like anything； like a spasm or something； when I got to thinking what Parmalee would say if he saw someone looking so much like him。 See？ That was why I laughed。〃
He was sympathetic and delighted in equal parts。 The girl had really seemed to suffer from her paroxysm； yet it was a splendid tribute to his screen worth。
It was at this moment that Baird entered。 He tossed his hat on a chair and turned to the couple。
〃Mr。 Baird； shake hands with my friend Merton Gill。 His stage name is Clifford Armytage。〃
〃Very pleased to meet you；〃 said Merton； grasping the extended hand。 He hoped he had not been too dignified； too condescending。 Baird would sometime doubtless know that he did not approve of those so… called comedies； but for the present he must demean himself to pay back some money borrowed from a working girl。
〃Delighted；〃 said Baird； then he bent a suddenly troubled gaze upon the Gill lineaments。 He held this a long moment； breaking it only with a sudden dramatic turning to Miss Montague。
〃What's this； my child？ You're playing tricks on the old man。〃 Again he incredulously scanned the face of Merton。 〃Who is this man？〃 he demanded。
〃I told you； he's Merton Gill from Gushwomp； Ohio；〃 said the girl； looking pleased and expectant。
〃Simsbury； Illinois；〃 put in Merton quickly； wishing the girl could be better at remembering names。
Baird at last seemed to be convinced。 He heavily smote an open palm with a clenched fist。 〃Well； I'll be swoshed！ I thought you must be kidding。 If I'd seen him out on the lot I'd 'a' said he was the twin brother of Harold Parmalee。〃
〃There！〃 exclaimed the girl triumphantly。 〃Didn't I say he'd see it right quick？ You can't keep a thing from this old bey。 Now you just came over here to this desk and look at this fine batch of stills he had taken by a regular artist back in Cranberry。〃
〃Ah！〃 exclaimed Baird unctuously； 〃I bet they're good。 Show me。〃 He went to the desk。 〃Be seated； Mr。 Gill； while I have a look at these。〃
Merton Gill； under the eye of Baird which clung to him with something close to fascination； sat down。 He took the chair with fine dignity； a certain masterly deliberation。 He sat easily； and seemed to await a verdict confidently foreknown。 Baird's eyes did not leave him for the stills until he had assumed a slightly Harold Parmalee pose。 Then his head with the girl's bent over the pictures； he began to examine them。
Exclamations of delight came from the pair。 Merton Gill listened amiably。 He was not greatly thrilled by an admiration which he had long believed to be his due。 Had he not always supposed that things of precisely this sort would be said about those stills when at last they came under the eyes of the right people？
Like the Montague girl； Baird was chiefly impressed with the Westerns。 He looked a long time at them； especially at the one where Merton's face was emotionally averted from his old pal； Pinto； at the moment of farewell。 Regarding Baird； as he stood holding this art study up to the light； Merton became aware for the first time that Baird suffered from some nervous affliction； a peculiar twitching of the lips； a trembling of the chin； which he had sometimes observed in senile persons。 All at once Baird seemed quite overcome by this infirmity。 He put a handkerchief to his face and uttered a muffled excuse as he hastily left the room。 Outside； the noise of his heavy tread died swiftly away down the hall。
The Montague girl remained at the desk。 There was a strange light in her eyes and her face was still flushed。 She shot a glance of encouragement at Merton。
〃Don't be nervous； old Kid； he likes 'em all right。〃 He reassured her lightly： 〃Oh； I'm not a bit nervous about him。 It ain't as if he was doing something worth while； instead of mere comedies。〃
The girl's colour seemed to heighten。 〃You be sure to tell him that； talk right up to him。 Be sure to say 'mere comedies。' It'll show him you know what's what。 And as a matter of fact； Kid； he's trying to do something worth while； right this minute； something serious。 That's why he's so interested in you。〃
〃Well； of course； that's different。〃 He was glad to learn this of Baird。 He would take the man seriously if he tried to be serious； to do something fine and distinctive。
Baird here returned； looking grave。 The Montague girl seemed more strangely intense。 She beckoned the manager to her side。
〃Now； here； Jeff； here was something I just naturally had to laugh at。〃
Baird had not wholly conquered those facial spasms； but he controlled himself to say； 〃Show me！〃
〃Now； Merton；〃 directed the girl； 〃take that same pose again； like you did for me； the way you are in this pic