Come over when you're ready." "Sure! S'long!" Here the girl, turning from Baird, noted Merton Gill beside her.

"Well, well, as I live, the actin' kid once more! Say, you're getting to be a regular studio hound, ain't you ?" For the moment he had forgotten his troubles.

He was burning to ask her if Beulah Baxter would really work in a shipwreck scene that night at the place where he had watched the carpenters and the men on the sailboat; but as he tried to word this he saw that the girl was again scanning him with keen eyes.

He knew she would read the collar, the beard, perhaps even a look of mere hunger that he thought must now be showing.
"Say, see here, Trouper, what's the shootin' all about, anyway?
You up against it--yes." There was again in her eye the look of warm concern, and she was no longer trying to be funny.

He might now have admitted a few little things about his screen career, but again the director interrupted.
"Miss Montague--where are you?
Oh! Well, remember you're behind the piano during that gun play just now, and you stay hid till after the boys get out.