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prrvilege to look upon Lester Lavender in the flesh, to hear his voice, perhaps to touch his hand. It marked an epoch in the annals of La Belle. No doubt it had cost the Palace Theater management a tidy sum.
"We'll go early to-night, Oscar," Gladys declared. "Get seats well down in front. They say Mr. Lavender will make a speech and then hold a reception in the lobby after the performance. You can get off, can't you?" she asked anxiously.
"I don't know," he answered, unable to work up any enthusiasm. "You see, I was off Sunday and "
"But Oscar ! You must ! Of all nights ! Think of seeing and hearing Lester Lavender!" Her eyes glowed rapturously. "It'll be perfectly wonderful !"
"I don't see anything wonderful about it," Oscar returned, sr.ieenng. "You girls make me sick. Laving abouti names moian, a picture-play actor, just because
he rolls his eyes and slicks back his hair."
"You're just jealous. Lester's always been my favorite screen lover. I've six pictures of him at home — all different. He's fascinating ! I'm crazy about him. Besides, he's an artist."
"Bunk," said Oscar.
"He makes thousands of dollars a week." Gladys upheld. "I wonder if he would come to a dance if we got up one? I'm going to suggest it. Up at our house. I know mother would let me. It would be something to say you had entertained Mr. Lavender. Tust think — think of dancing with him!" she fin-; ished. her voice sinking to an awed whisper.
"Huh," Oscar replied disgustedly. "Why, I read where he'shad three or four wives." . "What of it? He didn't have them all at once.''
"He couldn't. He'd have the law on him. I
suppose he's trying to give all the girls a chance, marrying 'em. Like taking turns on a merry-go-round."
Gladys tossed her head. "You're talking perfectly horrid. Of course, if you don't zvaut to take me tonight "
' "But I do," Oscar put in quickly. The thought of Gladys with another escort filled him with dismay. "You know that. I'd take you anywhere you say. Don't I always ?"
Instantly the girl's pout vanished, and smiles wreathed her countenance. She moved close to him. to look searchingly into his face. "Do you know, Oscar." she began at length, "you have lovely eyes — sort of violet and gray mixed. You're distinguished looking, too — ■ when you haven't got on that apron. I've often thought if vou had half a chance there wouldn't be a handsomer lover on the screen."