He was
absolutely happy.
"This is like getting home," he thought. "And they're classy
folks to get home to--now that I can tell 'em apart. Gee!
Miss Croubel is a peach. And brains--golly!"
He had a frightened hope that after dinner he would be able to
get into a corner and talk with Nelly, but Tom Poppins conferred
with Horatio Hood Teddenm and called Mr. Wrenn aside. Teddem
had been acting with a moving-picture company for a week, and
had three passes to the celebrated Waldorf Photoplay Theater.
Mr. Wrenn had bloodthirstily disapproved Horatio Hood's
effeminate remarks, such as "Tee _hee!_" and "Oh, you naughty
man," but when he heard that this molly-coddle had shared in the
glory of making moving pictures he went proudly forth with him
and Tom. He had no chance to speak to Mrs. Arty about taking
the room to be vacated.
He wished that Charley Carpenter or the Zapps could see him
sitting right beside an actor who was shown in the pictures
miraculously there before them, asking him how they made movies,
just as friendly as though they had known each other always.
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