The House That Shadows Built (1928)

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252 THE HOUSE THAT SHADOWS BUILT than anyone else offers me,” replied Mary Pickford. The meeting was formal; both were drawing a front of cold, commercial efficiency over inner fires of emotion. Mary Pickford went back to the headquarters of First National. And the next day she called up Zukor on the telephone. I’m about to sign that contract with First National,” she said. “Have you anything to say to me?” “Only God bless you, Mary, and I wish you well!” said Adolph Zukor. And so after five years, during which she had risen from a minor actress to a world celebrity, Mary Pickford departed from Famous Players. Zukor, walking it out and thinking it out, had reached one of his far-sighted conclusions. Mary Pickford, for all her value, was reducing him to the position of a tail to the kite. The large corporation which he had built, the larger business combination which he envisaged, could not forever depend upon the uncertainty of one human personality. “ Better to let her make her way for awhile, and go on our own,” he said at the conferences in his office. Some day, he felt, she would come back; and meantime he would have proved that Famous PlayersLasky was bigger than any one star. In that last expectation, his foresight failed. He is farthinking, but not after all a prophet. Within a few months, the kaleidoscope turned again and the business assumed another of its dazzling new patterns. This time