Actorviews (1923)

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200 Actorviews right and fear no man; be dumb and fear no interviewer. With my love always — Laurette.” “Still hungry, Miss Fontanne?” “Um — yes — if it isn’t going to rain.” “I’ll call a cab.” “No. Wait downstairs till I put on my hat. Oh ! And would you mind sending a telegram for me? I’ll write it now.” She did, and folded it, and I took it down. And of course no perfect gentleman would look at a telegram that was not addressed to himself. But how was an imperfect gentleman to know there were twenty words unless he looked? Besides, as you see, it wasn’t so terribly intimate: “I’m enormously hungry, and I don’t care if it does rain — and I’ve got lots of hats. Yours desperately, darling — Lynn.” And everything went delightfully till we arrived at the theater at eight-ten that night, when Mr. Harcourt addressed me as “the lightning interviewer.” A witty man, Cyril Harcourt and, I hope, not a jealous one. However . . . Laurette Taylor started this. And Western Union can testify that she also finished it.