How about it?
Ain't there a laugh in that ?" Baird had listened respectfully and now patted the girl on a shoulder.
"Good work, Kid! That's a gag, all right.

The little bean's sparking on all six, ain't it?
Drop around again.

We need folks like you.
Now, listen, Rollo--you there, Rollo, come here and get this.

Now, listen--when the fight begins--" Merton Gill turned decisively away.

Such coarse foolery as this was too remote from Beulah Baxter who, somewhere on that lot, was doing something really, as her interview had put it, distinctive and worth while.
He lingered only to hear the last of Baird's instructions to Rollo and the absurd guests, finding some sinister fascination in the man's talk.
Baird then turned to the girl, who had also started off.
"Hang around, Flips.