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arrived. A stocky gentleman who looked prosperous like a banker attempted a flank movement on the flies, flourishing his straw hat. It was Joseph Schenck,
Norma’s husband.
In the middle of the exciting battle there came a little giggle and somebody said, ‘‘Go to it, Daddy. I hope you win.”
It was Norma. She looked like a little girl.
She was standing in the doorway of her dressing-room. A Chinese robe in the mauves and greys that the Chinese love was wrapped around her. She was smoking a cigaret thrust into a long carved ivory holder.
The director forgot all about the flies in this new anxiety. “Oh, those cigarets,” he sighed.
Norma’s eyes lighted up, she was exactly like a little girl who has just seen the teacher sit on a pin she has placed in his chair. She looked up in elaborate unconsciousness at the beams under the roof, and when Lloyd turned away again, she caught her husband’s eye and gave a little grimace and winked at him.
Husband beamed.
Afterward he and I had a long talk about things — principally about Norma. He made me think of a young mother who tells you that she is able to look at her baby in a quite impersonal manner — just as tho it was somebody else’s baby. That is the way Schenck talks about Norma.
“It isn’t because she is my wife, you understand; but it’s just a plain fact ; she’s a -brilliant woman. Of course she is beautiful and all
that, too. But she has brains. That’s why she gets along. People say I made her a star. That makes me laugh. Nobodv can make anybody a star. It’s the public that makes stars.”
Just then a boy came up with an air of importance like a courier from Napoleon. “Miss Talmadge wants to know if you will come to her dressing-room.”
When we got there, we found that Miss Talmadge was struggling with a terrific problem. “Now,” she said, “I want you to tell me honestly, your hand on your heart : Is Natalie’s new baby really as wonderful as we think it is, or am I just looking out of the eyes of a newly-made aunt?”
Photograph by Edwin Bower Hesser
She is a wonderful girl. Some day . . . Norma Talmadge is going to show the world something in the way of acting it has not before experienced
Now what do you think of that for a position to be in ! When as a matter of fact, between ourselves, there are no remarkable babies. They all look just exactly alike — somewhat uncooked and darned uninteresting. Natalie’s looks just like all the rest. This was a crisis in our lives.
We were saved by the entrance of the new grandmother. And just try to call her that. Just try it!
She came in with Eugene O’Brien. They were talking excitedly about a lady of some sixty summers who had had her face lifted.
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