Muriel, you stay here and rest while you have a chance.

Goodness knows it's hard enough, at best, to work under Burns." Jean looked at her and turned away.

So that was it--a leading woman could not afford to be hurt! Some one else, who didn't amount to anything, must take the risks.

She had received her first little lesson in this new business.
She went straight to Burns, interrupted him in coaching his chief villain for a scene, and asked him if he could spare a man for half an hour or so.

"I want some one to throw a rope over on the run," she explained naively, "to try out this sorrel." Burns regarded her somberly; he hated to be interrupted in his work.
"Ain't there anybody else you can rope ?" he wanted to know.