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and couldn't press a button or something to stop this perpetual parade.
But he misinterpeting said, "Cant I send you a biography?"
My pet aversion being biographies, I said, 'Thank you !"
Douglas Fairbanks looked longingly out of the window.
"Mr. Fairbanks jumped off that roof with a parachute yesterday," explained Benny.
I wondered what lone reporter drove him to such an act yesterday.
Which humorous thought made laugh. Whereupon young Fairbanks, Jr., rushed from the bathroom, a soldier's hat on his head, a sword
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me.
"What's that for?" juired his father, as deftly vaulted a chair.
"I thought the lady Avas choking," said the little fellow.
"Do you want some water or a cigaret?" asked the celebrity seriously.
"No, thank you, but do tell me," I spoke.*with a staccato accent in my anxiety to get my question out before he resumed the other lap of his rounds, "how
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does it feel to be at the top of the heap?"
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That stopped him. He gave one gentle little vault over the twin bed on which Mr. Lewis was not perched and landed on a straight chair, which he proceeded to hitch closer to mine.
"Beg pardon ?" said he in his quick decisive voice.
"How does it feel to be at the top of the heap?" I repeated.
He didn't smile. His bronzed face seemed cast in a mold, only his fingers playq^ restlessly with the odoriferous cigaret.
"No one is ever at the top of the heap," he said abruptly and authoritatively; "there is always some one higher, or some new goal to struggle towards. Recently I was invited to meet Secretary McAdoo. I am a tremendous admirer of Mr. McAdoo, and so when I thought of actually meeting the great man, my legs positively wobbled." Fairbanks stood up and demonstrated the castaneting of his two knees. "The first words McAdoo said to me were, 'Do you know, I'm really thrilled to meet you.' 'No,' said I, 'well, I never,' and I told him about my quaking knees and we both laughed.
"No, no one ever reaches the pinnacle of greatness. They may approach it, but all the time they have to fight to retain the ground they have already won. Then, too, there is always a different line of endeavor waiting to entice fresh effort. There is always a new world to conquer.
"At the present moment, I am crazy about flying an aeroplane. It has twice the sensation that jumping from one house to another has."
Fairbanks told me that his greatest difficulty is to get good stories for his pictures. He corroborated my and
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