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For the first time he told her about Bangs, his chum, and about Epstein, their manager; about their plays and their experiences in rehearsals and on the road. Being very young and slightly spoiled, he experienced some chagrin in the discovery that she seemed alike ignorant of the men and the plays. Worse yet, she seemed not even aware that she should have known who Bangs and Epstein were.

Only, a long time ago quite a long time ago, or perhaps I only dream that it was long ago," he stammered and paused, and then went on. "She would have been thirty years old now, wedded, no doubt, a mother, perhaps what dreams what dreams " Again he paused. Tommy Watson rose softly, went to the front door, deliberately locked it, and then returned to Whimple and Epstein who was talking again.

Bergmann, said Epstein, 'how much for the lot? 'Epstein, said Bergmann, 'you have cheated me, and I will no longer sell by the lot, but will sell only by the pound. No amount of argument would apparently change Bergmann's determination to sell by the pound, but finally Epstein got up to $250 for the lot, and Bergmann, appearing as if disgusted, accepted and made him count out the money.

It was then that William, burning to distinguish himself, and having a vague notion that "Chuck" Epstein, who was in the audience, had once declared that the actor who could interpolate telling lines in his part was on a fair way to fame, advanced solemnly to the front, regardless of the dropping curtain which landed on his shoulders and flopped ungracefully around him, to declare in his loudest voice, "And I wish to say, that the man what hits a woman is a coward."

Aristide Maillol is so obviously the best sculptor alive that to people familiar with his work there is something comic about those discussions in which are canvassed the claims of Mestrovic and Epstein, Archipenko and Bourdelle. These have their merits; but Maillol is a great artist.

"He may get swelled head," said Epstein to himself, as William joined the waiting group, "but it won't last long, I'm sure of that." He greeted William affectionately. "You'll do, boy," he said kindly, "you'll do. There are some things about your part I'd like to discuss with you, but I'm proud of you, William."

"I'm just crazy about keeping up my lessons with Mister Epstein," said William, finally; "I feel that I can't afford to miss one; I wanter be something, Tommy, and I'm finding out every day how much of a dub I am." Tommy suppressed a strong desire to whoop; the spirit of the lad was so manifest; his earnestness so marked.

His color was returning, his brown eyes were again full of life. And, as always when his thoughts were on his work, he was utterly oblivious to any other interest. "The second act was to be " He stopped and stared. Epstein had risen, had ponderously approached him, and had resolutely grasped him by one ear.

On the rare occasions when he and Rodney lunched or dined together, Laurie was entirely good-humored and when Epstein was with them seemed wholly impervious to any hints thrown out, none too subtly, by his producing partner. "Listen, Laurie," said that disgusted individual, almost a month after the new year had been ushered in, "the new year's here.

Ordway suggested that Epstein and I try her out " "Never mind all that!" interrupted Laurie. "Perhaps later Miss Mayo will tell me about it herself." Bangs accepted the snub without resentment. "Epstein thought it was a corking idea," he went on, "especially as we expected to try out some of the scenes I have in mind for the new play.

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