Actorviews (1923)

Record Details:

Title:
Actorviews
Date:
1923
Publisher:
Chicago : Covici-McGee, Co.
Volume:
Actorviews
Leaf #:
000274
Language:
English
Collection:
Books and Early Cinema
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
November 02, 2023
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256 A ctorviews And you have no idea how bright. He has an elfin, Barrie-like spirit.” “I’m glad you’re harmonious.” “I should say we are,” said she. “Irving Fisher does some things that Jack Norworth couldn’t do.” “Youth!” I apostrophized. “When we are doing a song together, Irving resists answering my witticisms. He never spoils them by trying to get back at me.” “But when you are alone with him ?” “Oh, then he’s as funny as can be. He has a fairylike sense of humor.” “It’s quite plain that you love him dearly.” “I should say I do! You know, sometimes I think that of all my mental lovers I love Irving best.” “Your what?” “Mental lovers is what I said and meant.” “I’m afraid I don’t follow.” “Why, bless your poor crude soul, I’m beginning to thinK you don’t myself.” “You mean you aren’t married to him, or going to be?” “Now what did that dear, sweet boy ever do to me that I should make a husband of him!” “But from what you said I thought ” “Of course you did. You were listening with a low, earthly ear while I was talking on a higher plane.” “I thought you were talking of love.” “I was, you poor fish,” she elegantly answered, “but not your kind of love. I meant universal love, mental love. That’s the only kind I indulge in — now. I want no lovers but mental lovers.” “Your plurals are baffling — how many of these mental lovers have you?”