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So Mr. Savoy told me; and, not getting it quite right, they both told me, and I think I added a line or a word or something until it was a noble specimen of the third-rate gag.
“But I’ll never tell another on the stage like that one I told just now,” said Mr. Savoy. “Ashton, I’m glad you weren’t out in front.”
“What was it?” I asked in the interests of censorship.
“Well, Jay was saying that the house detective said a man jumped out of a tenth-story window at three o’clock this morning, and I said the man must have been listening at our keyhole. You should have heard the women in the audience laugh ! They screamed. It was terrible; it was too much; it jarred. I wouldn’t pull that joke again, not even with Charles Dillingham in the house — and he always eggs us on, and’s going to star us next year, maybe, in ‘You Must Come Over,' written by Avery Hopwood. So far as I’m concerned, that joke is out. Once was too much.”
“Tell Mr. Stevens about the Spanish beauty who tried to kill herself when we first worked for Dilling-; ham,” said Mr. Brennan by way of compromise.
“Her name,” said Mr. Savoy, “was Tortalita Valencia — Jay can spell it — Jay’s the speller of the firm — and she was with us in ‘Miss 1917’ and had a poison ring, guaranteed to kill with one bite. She flopped the first night and came by our dressing room door sucking that big pearl ring with the death in it. ‘She’s murdering herself,’ I yelled, and went at her to relieve her stomach. I was rough, but sincere. There was a fight all over the stage, before the others knew what I was trying to do, and it was some fight, Ashton ; you should have been with us. Dillingham would have died of rage if he hadn’t laughed so much.”