resently exclaiming with delight at the art study of Clifford Armytage in evening dress； two straight fingers pressing the left temple； the face in three…quarter view。
〃Well； now； if that ain't Harold Parmalee to the life！ If it wasn't for that Clifford Armytage signed under it； you'd had me guessing。 I knew yesterday you looked like him； but I didn't dream it would be as much like him as this picture is。 Say； we won't show Baird this at first。 We'll let him size you up and see if your face don't remind him of Parmalee right away。 Then we'll show him this and it'll be a cinch。 And my； look at these othershere you're a soldier； and here you're a…a…a polo playerthat is polo； ain't it； or is it tennis？ And will you look at these stunning Westerns！ These are simply the best of allon horseback； and throwing a rope； and the fighting face with the gun drawn； and rolling a cigaretteand； as I live； saying good…by to the horse。 Wouldn't that get youBuck 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。 Merton was deeply gratified。 He had expected the art studies to produce no such impression as this。 The Countess in the casting office had certainly manifested nothing like hysteria at beholding them。 It must be that the Montague girl was a better judge of art studies。
〃I always liked this one； after the Westerns；〃 he observed； indicating the Harold Parmalee pose。
〃It's stunning；〃 agreed the girl； still with her nervous manner。 〃I tell you； sit over there in Jeff's chair and take the same pose； so I can compare you with the photo。〃
Merton obliged。 He leaned an elbow on the chair…arm and a temple on the two straightened fingers。 〃Is the light right？〃 he asked； as he turned his face to the pictured angle。
〃Fine；〃 applauded the girl。 〃Hold it。〃 He held it until shocked by shrill laughter from the observer。 Peal followed peal。 She had seemed oddly threatened with hysteria； perhaps now it had come。 She rocked on her heels and held her hands to her sides。 Merton arose in some alarm； and was reassured when the victim betrayed signs of mastering her infirmity。 She wiped her eyes presently and explained her outbreak。
〃You looked so much like Parmalee I just couldn't help thinking how funny it wasit just seemed to go over me like anything； like a spasm or something； when I got to thinking what Parmalee would say if he saw someone looking so much like him。 See？ That was why I laughed。〃
He was sympathetic and delighted in equal parts。 The girl had really seemed to suffer from her paroxysm； yet it was a splendid tribute to his screen worth。
It was at this moment that Baird entered。 He tossed his hat on a chair and turned to the couple。
〃Mr。 Baird； shake hands with my friend Merton Gill。 His stage name is Clifford Armytage。〃
〃Very pleased to meet you；〃 said Merton； grasping the extended hand。 He hoped he had not been too dignified； too condescending。 Baird would sometime doubtless know that he did not approve of those so… called comedies； but for the present he must demean himself to pay back some money borrowed from a working girl。
〃Delighted；〃 said Baird； then he bent a suddenly troubled gaze upon the Gill lineaments。 He held this a long moment； breaking it only with a sudden dramatic turning to Miss Montague。
〃What's this； my child？ You're playing tricks on the old man。〃 Again he incredulously scanned the face of Merton。 〃Who is this man？〃 he demanded。
〃I told you； he's Merton Gill from Gushwomp； Ohio；〃 said the girl； looking pleased and expectant。
〃Simsbury； Illinois；〃 put in Merton quickly； wishing the girl could be better at remembering names。
Baird at last seemed to be convinced。 He heavily smote an open palm with a clenched fist。 〃Well； I'll be swoshed！ I thought you must be kidding。 If I'd seen him out on the lot I'd 'a' said he was the twin brother of Harold Parmalee。〃
〃There！〃 exclaimed the girl triumphantly。 〃Didn't I say he'd see it right quick？ You can't keep a thing from this old bey。 Now you just came over here to this desk and look at this fine batch of stills he had taken by a regular artist back in Cranberry。〃
〃Ah！〃 exclaimed Baird unctuously； 〃I bet they're good。 Show me。〃 He went to the desk。 〃Be seated； Mr。 Gill； while I have a look at these。〃
Merton Gill； under the eye of Baird which clung to him with something close to fascination； sat down。 He took the chair with fine dignity； a certain masterly deliberation。 He sat easily； and seemed to await a verdict confidently foreknown。 Baird's eyes did not leave him for the stills until he had assumed a slightly Harold Parmalee pose。 Then his head with the girl's bent over the pictures； he began to examine them。
Exclamations of delight came from the pair。 Merton Gill listened amiably。 He was not greatly thrilled by an admiration which he had long believed to be his due。 Had he not always supposed that things of precisely this sort would be said about those stills when at last they came under the eyes of the right people？
Like the Montague girl； Baird was chiefly impressed with the Westerns。 He looked a long time at them； especially at the one where Merton's face was emotionally averted from his old pal； Pinto； at the moment of farewell。 Regarding Baird； as he stood holding this art study up to the light； Merton became aware for the first time that Baird suffered from some nervous affliction； a peculiar twitching of the lips； a trembling of the chin； which he had sometimes observed in senile persons。 All at once Baird seemed quite overcome by this infirmity。 He put a handkerchief to his face and uttered a muffled excuse as he hastily left the room。 Outside； the noise of his heavy tread died swiftly away down the hall。
The Montague girl remained at the desk。 There was a strange light in her eyes and her face was still flushed。 She shot a glance of encouragement at Merton。
〃Don't be nervous； old Kid； he likes 'em all right。〃 He reassured her lightly： 〃Oh； I'm not a bit nervous about him。 It ain't as if he was doing something worth while； instead of mere comedies。〃
The girl's colour seemed to heighten。 〃You be sure to tell him that； talk right up to him。 Be sure to say 'mere comedies。' It'll show him you know what's what。 And as a matter of fact； Kid； he's trying to do something worth while； right this minute； something serious。 That's why he's so interested in you。〃
〃Well； of course； that's different。〃 He was glad to learn this of Baird。 He would take the man seriously if he tried to be serious； to do something fine and distinctive。
Baird here returned； looking grave。 The Montague girl seemed more strangely intense。 She beckoned the manager to her side。
〃Now； here； Jeff； here was something I just naturally had to laugh at。〃
Baird had not wholly conquered those facial spasms； but he controlled himself to say； 〃Show me！〃
〃Now； Merton；〃 directed the girl； 〃take that same pose again； like you did for me； the way you are in this picture。〃
As Merton adjusted himself to the Parmalee pose she handed the picture to Baird。 〃Now； Jeff； I ask youain't that Harold to the lifeain't it so near him that you just have to laugh your head off？〃
It was even so。 Baird and the girl both laughed convulsively； the former with rumbling chuckles that shook his frame。 When he had again composed himself he said； 〃Well； Mr。 Gill； I think you and I can do a little business。 I don't know what your idea about a contract is； but〃
Merton Gill quickly interrupted。 〃Well； you see I'd hardly like to sign a contract with you； not for those mere comedies you do。 I'll do anything to earn a little money right now so I can pay back this young lady； but I wouldn't like to go on playing in such things； with cross…eyed people and waiters on roller skates； and all that。 What I really would like to do is something fine and worth while； but not clowning in mere Buckeye comedies。〃
Mr。 Baird； who had devoted the best part of an active career to the production of Buckeye comedies； and who regarded them as at least one expression of the very highest art； did not even flinch at these cool words。 He had once been an actor himself。 Taking the blow like a man； he beamed upon his critic。 〃Exactly； my boy； don't you think I'll ever ask you to come down to clowning。 You might work with me for years and I'd never ask you to do a thing that wasn't serious。 In fact； that's why I'm hoping to engage you now。 I want to do a serious picture； I want to get out of all that slap…stick stuff； see？ Something fine and worth while； like you say。 And you're the very actor I need in this new piece。〃
〃Well； of course； in that case〃 This was different； he made it plain that in the case of a manager striving for higher things he was not one to withhold a helping hand。 He was beginning to feel a great sympathy for Baird in his efforts for the worth while。 He thawed somewhat from the reserve that Buckeye comedies had put upon him。 He chatted amiably。 Under promptings from the girl he spoke freely of his career； both in Simsbury and in Hollywood。 It was twelve o'clock before they seemed willing to let him go； and from time to time they would pause to gloat over the stills。
At last Baird said cheerily； 〃Well； my lad； I need you in my new piece。 How'll it be if I put you on my payroll； beginning to…day； at forty a week？ How about it； hey？〃
〃Well； I'd like that first rate； only I haven't worked any to…day； you shouldn't pay me for just coming here。〃
The manager waved a hand airily。 〃That's all right； my boy； you've earned a day's salary just coming here to cheer me up。 These mere comedies get me so down in the dumps sometimes。 And besides； you're not through yet。 I'm going to use you some more。 Listen； now〃 The manager had become coldly businesslike。 〃You go up to a little theatre on Hollywood Boulevardyou can't miss itwhere they're running a Harold Parmalee picture。 I saw it last night and I want you to see it to…day； Better see it afternoon and evening both。〃
〃Yes； sir；〃 said Merton。
〃And watch Parmalee。 Stud