He prattled of the town and his life there, of the eight-hour talent-tester and the course in movie-acting.

Of Tessie Kearns and her scenarios, not yet prized as they were sure to be later.

Of Lowell Hardy, the artistic photographer, and the stills that he had made of the speaker as Clifford Armytage.

Didn't she think that was a better stage name than Merton Gill, which didn't seem to sound like so much?
Anyway, he wished he had his stills here to show her.

Of course some of them were just in society parts, the sort of thing that Harold Parmalee played--had she noticed that he looked a good deal like Harold Parmalee?
Lots of people had.
Tessie Kearns thought he was the dead image of Parmalee.