My strange life, the intimate life story of a moving picture actress. Illustrated with photographs of America's most famous motion picture actresses ([c1915])

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Title:
My strange life, the intimate life story of a moving picture actress. Illustrated with photographs of America's most famous motion picture actresses
Date:
[c1915]
Publisher:
New York Grosset & Dunlap
Volume:
My strange life, the intimate life story of a moving picture actress. Illustrated with photographs of America's most famous motion picture actresses
Leaf #:
00050
Language:
English
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Robarts - University of Toronto
Sponsor:
MSN
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
26 52
Date Added:
July 19, 2022
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MY STRANGE LIFE certain that, during the rest of the time I was in A we did a bigger business than ever before in the history of the theater. And it was all owing to me. A few months before, I would have been half drunk with pride at the thought that it was I who was such an attraction. But now, the only thing it meant to me was, that I would be able to ask for more money. Does this sound fearfully sordid! Remember that the more money I was able to put by, the sooner I would be able to go to New York and to him. Money itself did not mean much to me. It never has. It is not too much to say that Roland Welles during that whole summer dominated all my waking thoughts and many of my sleeping ones. While I was at the theater I was continually in a waking dream in which he was always beside me. I could close my eyes and see him standing there before me, as plainly as I had seen him that memorable night in the flesh. When I was back in my little room, my dreams took another turn. I was always re- hearsing our coming meeting in the autumn. I warmed myself in his welcoming smile. He would not be surprised to see me. He must [35]