And you're the very actor I need in this new piece." "Well, of course, in that case--" This was different; he made it plain that in the case of a manager striving for higher things he was not one to withhold a helping hand.

He was beginning to feel a great sympathy for Baird in his efforts for the worth while.

He thawed somewhat from the reserve that Buckeye comedies had put upon him.

He chatted amiably.
Under promptings from the girl he spoke freely of his career, both in Simsbury and in Hollywood.

It was twelve o'clock before they seemed willing to let him go, and from time to time they would pause to gloat over the stills.
At last Baird said cheerily, "Well, my lad, I need you in my new piece.
How'll it be if I put you on my payroll, beginning to-day, at forty a week?
How about it, hey ?" "Well, I'd like that first rate, only I haven't worked any to-day; you shouldn't pay me for just coming here." The manager waved a hand airily.