"It's Mass or something like that." And they bent in unison to this noon-tide devotion.
When this was done Henshaw bustled into the group.

"I want about a dozen or fifteen good types for the cafe," he explained to his assistant.
Merton Gill instinctively stood forward, and was presently among those selected.

"You'll do," said Henshaw, nodding.

The director, of course, had not remembered that this was the actor he had distinguished in The Blight of Broadway, yet he had again chosen him for eminence.

It showed, Merton felt, that his conviction about the screen value of his face was not ill founded.
The selected types were now herded into a dark, narrow, low-ceiled room with a divan effect along its three walls.