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Page 46
"You could have had your library photographed at any time, then,
simply by stating your request as you did in this case. In that
year there have been pictures which would have served the purpose
as well as this; better, in fact, because in this picture the
library seems to be dark almost altogether. In other stories
there probably were infinitely better chances for the exhibition
of the room. Why did you wait for 'The Black Terror'?"
As a clear understanding of Kennedy's question and all it
entailed filtered into the mind of Phelps he became so red and
flushed with anger that I felt sure he was going to explode on
the spot.
"Because I didn't think of it before," he sputtered.
"You said the situation in the picture business made it necessary
for you to stay in town. Is there any trouble between Manton and
yourself?"
"Not a bit!"
"Was Stella Lamar making any trouble, of a business nature, such
as threatening to quit Manton Pictures?"
"No!" Phelps' eyes now were narrowed to slits.
"Are you sure?"
With a great effort Phelps achieved a degree of self-control. He
forced a smile. His remark, presumed to be a pleasantry, I knew
masked the true state of his feelings.
"As sure, Mr. Kennedy," he rejoined, awed by Kennedy's reputation
even in the full flood of his anger, "as sure as I am that I'd
like to throw you down these steps!"
XIII
MARILYN LORING
The magic of Manton's name admitted us to the studio courtyard,
and at once I was struck by the change since the day before. Now
the tank was a dry, empty, shallow depression of concrete. The
scenery, all the paraphernalia assembled for the taking of water
stuff, was gone. Except for the parked automobiles in one corner
and a few loitering figures here and there the big quadrangle
seemed absolutely deserted.
In the general reception room Kennedy asked for Millard, but was
told he had not been out since the previous day. That was to be
expected. But Manton, it developed, was away also. He had
telephoned in that he would be detained until late afternoon on
important business. I know that I, for one, wondered if it were
connected with Fortune Features.
"It's just as well," Kennedy remarked, after convincing the boy
at the desk it was Manton's wish that we have the run of the
place. "My real object in coming was to watch the cast at work."
We found our way to the small studio, called so in comparison
with the larger one where the huge ballroom and banquet sets were
being built. In reality it possessed a tremendous floor space.
Now all the other companies had been forced to make room for "The
Black Terror" on account of the emergency created by the death of
Stella Lamar, and there were any number of sets put up hastily
for the retakes of the scenes in which Stella had appeared. The
effect of the whole upon a strange beholder was weird. It was as
though a cyclone had swept through a town and had gathered up and
deposited slices and corners and sections of rooms and hallways
and upper chambers, each complete with furniture and ornaments,
curtains, rugs, and hangings. Except for the artistic harmony of
things within the narrow lines of the camera's view, nothing in
this great armory-like place had any apparent relation to
anything else. Some of the sets were lighted, with actors and
technical crews at work. Others were dark, standing ready for
use. Still others were in varying states of construction or
demolition. Rising above every other impression was the noise. It
was pandemonium.
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