He was thoroughly blighted.
At last a megaphoned announcement from the assistant director dismissing the extras, keeping the star, the lead, and a few small-part people, to clean up medium shots, "dramatics," and other work requiring no crowd.
"All you extra people here to-morrow morning, eight-thirty, same clothes and make-up." There was a quick breaking up of the revelry.

The Broadway pleasure-seekers threw off the blight and stormed the assistant director for slips of paper which he was now issuing.

Merton Gill received one, labelled "Talent check." There was fine print upon it which he took no pains to read, beyond gathering its general effect that the Victor Film-art Company had the full right to use any photographs of him that its agents might that day have obtained.

What engrossed him to the exclusion of this legal formality was the item that he would now be paid seven dollars and fifty cents for his day's work--and once he had been forced to toil half a week for this sum! Emerging from the stage into the sunlight he encountered the Montague girl who hailed him as he would have turned to avoid her.
"Say, trouper, I thought I'd tell you in case you didn't know--we don't take our slips to that dame in that outside cafeteria any more.

She always pinches off a quarter or may be four bits.