The Picture Show Annual (1931)

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Picture Show Annual 119 perfectly ; not an - inflection was lost. The deep notes sounded natural and unaffected. Dora nudged her. " O.K.," she whispered. The test was the usual one, a conversation over the phone, in which the actress is supposed to hear news that frightens her, over- joys her, reduces her to tears, and finally makes her laugh, so that all the gamut of the emotions may be quickly expressed. Penny's performance surprised even hers elf. She had never con- sidered herself a great actress, nor was it the acting even now which stood out in the picture. It was her personality. Penny's person- ality, which made her the most popular girl in the studio, had now been miraculously transferred to the screen. It was the voice that did it. It was the voice, deep, clear, unaffected, coming back from the screen as though it was herself speaking. As the scene ended and the lights were switched on again Montgomery sat up in his chair where he had been lounging beside D'Avril and glanced about him eagerly. He caught sight of Penny, and beckoned her to come over. She went forward nervously, vaguely afraid of a rebuke for wasting so much time and film. Instead, the man drew her down beside him. " Say, little lady," he said, " where have you been hiding all my visit ? Suppose you come along up to my office after this next batch of trials and we'll talk over your future. It seems to me you're wasting your time as an extra. There's personality in your work. Run along now and come along and see me at twelve o'clock." Then foil owed one delirious week of excitement, innumerable tests, hundreds of photographs, hours at the hairdresser's, and long consultations with the make-up (Concluded overleaf.) ^Whats in a Name?