Well, of course I'm no
theatricle manager, but if it's any good there's only one way to
save it. Advertize. I didn't know the piece was in town, which
shows that the publicaty has been rotten."
He began to walk the floor. I don't think I have mentioned
it, but that is Carter's busness. Not walking the floor.
Advertizing. Father says he is quite good, although only
beginning.
"Tell me about it," he said.
So I told him that Adrian was a mill worker, and the
villain makes him lose his position, by means of forjery. And
Adrian goes to jail, and comes out, and no one will give him
work. So he prepares to blow up a Milionaire's house, and his
sweetheart is in it. He has been to the Milionaire for work and
been refused and thrown out, saying, just before the butler and
three footmen push him through a window, in dramatic tones, "The
world owes me a living and I will have it."
"Socialism!" said Carter. "Hard stuff to handle for the two
dollar seats. The world owes him a living. Humph! Still, that's
a good line to work on. Look here, Bab, give me a little time on
this, eh what? I may be able to think of a trick or two.
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