forgotten the name you call her in the script. I mean the part
played by that little Miss Miss girl--Miss-what's-her-name--
Wanda Malone!"

Canby stared at Potter in fascinated amazement, his straining
eyes showing the whites above and below the pupils. It was the
look of a man struck dumb by a sudden marvel of telepathy.

"Why, yes," he said slowly, when he had recovered his breath, "I
believe that would be a good idea!"





VII


For two hours, responding to the manipulation of the star and
his thoroughly subjugated playwright, the character of "Roderick
Hanscom" grew nobler and nobler, speech by speech and deed by
deed, while the expression of the gentleman who was to
impersonate it became, in precise parallel with this
regeneration, sweeter and loftier and lovelier.

"A little Biblical quotation wouldn't go so bad right in there,"
he said, when they had finally established the Great Sacrifice
for a Woman. "We'll let Roderick have a line like: 'Greater love
hath no man than laying down his life to save another's.'" He
touched a page of the manuscript with his finger. "There's a