And my, look at these others--here you're a soldier, and here you're a-a-a polo player--that is polo, ain't it, or is it tennis?
And will you look at these stunning Westerns! These are simply the best of all--on horseback, and throwing a rope, and the fighting face with the gun drawn, and rolling a cigarette--and, as I live, saying good-by to the horse.

Wouldn't that get you--Buck 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.