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The House of Twenty Stars
have music from eight in the morning till late at night
ignoring the ether. But once used to it, you like her. Her noise is the spontaneous outburst of a sixteen-year-old who thinks the world is grand and doesn't care who knows it ; she is unfailingly clever, and hasn't an ounce of ill humor about her. She takes a "bawling out" with patient penitence. Some one is always lecturing Ann May, but no one ever really means it — it wouldn't be possible.
Lois Lee was a very quiet little mouse at the table next to the window, her brunet prettiness in silhouette against the evening sky. Her last picture was "The Lincoln Highwayman," in which she played opposite Bill Russell, and the Hollywood Studio Club is intensely proud of her. Helen Eddy dropped in for dinner. She used to live at the club, and now conducts a weekly dramatic class there. She and ZaSu had divers important things to say to each other regarding their new contracts with the R. C. P. Smith Corporation which is starring them.
After dinner we all congregated in the living room, where a couch of the sinkable variety invited one to repose before a fireplace — useless until winter comes again — and a piano piled high with the latest music beckoned to the amateur musician — and almost every girl in the club plays.
Nazimova in "The Heart of a Child." She used to hold scripts on the set for Paul Powell, Mary Pickford's director.
Then Ann May breezed in, her black, bobbed hair fairly standing on end with excitement. She upset the water pitcher, lost her napkin ring, and stepped on Douglas Fairbanks. Just that afternoon, she related incoherently, Cecil De Mille himself had engaged her to play the role of a fresh young boarding-school girl in his next big feature — "can you imagine that, girls — gee whiz, where is that napkin ring — did any one see where I laid my bag — and he told me he had seen me wear many becoming
hats but none as nice "Gosh, it's a wonderful bunch of girls we have here," declared ZaSu Pitts — and who will deny it ?
as the one 1 had on r~.' • -— — -— ■ — =
that minute "
"My hat !" vouchsafed ZaSu dryly, with emphasis on the pronoun.
"Well, I know it was your hat ; think I'm going to tell C. B. that ?"
Ann May is the kind of a subdeb that you at first classify as "fresh." Trixie Friganza said that kind of girl always made her want to say — "will you sit down?" She is continually in evidence, walks with a premeditated "tough" lurch of her shoulders, snaps her fingers like a crap shooter and laughs every other moment. You have as much chance of overlooking her as a patient on the operating table has of