I thought I'd see you for a minute, then go out and find a job--you 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 Pippin--nothing but acting all over the place--real 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.

Goody--I 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 five--reelers and this first one has a part that might do for you.