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Nazimova Speaks
My prior impression of madame suddenly took a jazz. I tried to reconcile Jazzimova and Itzky with such majestic titles as "The Supreme" and "The Incomparable."
The swan maidens ceased their whisperings. The moving platform paused. As though apprised by psychic prescience, every one sensed the coming.
A door opened.
"Madame is here," a whisper said.
On the threshold appeared a slight figure wearing a curious mandarin-shaped hat, flat-heeled shoes, and a white suit bordered with crimson poppies. An instant's survey — then Nazimova scampered up the steps, addressed a word or two and skimmed around the "set," reviewing all the details of its composition. Turning her head she saw me and darted forward, her hand extended.
"Come," she cried in a gayhued voice. "Come where we can have a good talk."
Nazimova is always the actress. That night she was the child of "The Brat" or "The Heart of a Child," as skipping out of the studio she pattered down the corridor to her dressing room. Opening the door she passed through one room into another of rosy suffusion.
Her chair at the studio is marked "Jazzimova" — which is not so surprising when vou know her.
Nazimova is not young — neither is she old; she is of no age.
as they adjusted the lens which was to focus on the Scheherezade of screen lore. All must be in readiness for madame's arrival. She receives approximately two thousand dollars a day — fifty dollars a minute — hence minutes soon amount to millions.
Near the set were three chairs, each bearing a name on its back. One was that of madame's director, Ray Smallwood. The second belonged to madame's secretary, Peggy Hagar. The third — I paused transfixed — on the third chair, the chair of the august Alia, glared the white letters — JAZZIMOVA. And across the seat— ITZKY.