Actorviews (1923)

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Twenty-Thousand Dollar Legs 213 Marbe; am I to infer that you have been much pursued by the avid millionaire?” “Much, indeed! When I was the Velvet Lady in ‘The Velvet Lady’ ” “Wasn’t that,” I blunderingly and all seriously interrupted, “a girl with a mask in a vaudeville ‘mystery’ act?” “On the contrary,” she replied, with a just indignation that shamed me for my ignorance of the Drama, “it was a very large and very beautiful musical comedy, produced by Mr. Erlanger. And as I say, when I was the Velvet Lady in ‘The Velvet Lady,’ a certain rich man, whose name is national, offered me my own moving picture corporation and my own theater — the ‘Fay Marbe Theater.’ ” And if Miss Marbe’s voice slightly gloated as she pronounced the imposing name of this edifice, I was to remember, to her eternal honor and virtue, that it never has been builded. “What was this gentleman’s argument?” human interest compelled me to quiz. “Oh, for one thing,” she languidly answered, “that I worked too hard when I worked for others — which I shouldn’t do with my looks, with my spirit, with my skin, with my figure. As though I’m to blame for my figure !” “God alone appears to be responsible,” I solemnly said. “But sometimes it’s very trying; sometimes,” she sighed, “I envy the plain women of my profession. An unattractive girl can go up to the top on her merit, and nobody will question that it has been on her merit. She has no beauty to tempt rich or influential men to tempt her, or to cause other actresses to be jealous of her and put obstacles in her way. There are times when I envy the plain actress. ‘Angels’ never bark up her tree.”