For a week we did shows in tents, hangars, garrison theaters, and under trees

The callboy handed me a card which read LEE WHITE AND CLAY SMITH, LONDON AND NEW YORK. Catching up her skirt with one hand and carrying the tea-kettle in the other, she would sweep down the stairs with a dignity calculated to overpower any lurking landlord. With the play still running, I started a film, which meant that at five-thirty every morning I was up and caught the workman's tram to Denham to act in _Rembrandt_ with Charles Laughton. Rose told me I had better sit down because we would have a long wait. I only had to look at her to realize that the subject was closed. Her theater, down in her bowels, far below sea level, has to be seen to be believed. It would have justified all her efforts to bring me up like a lady. Most of the audience had come on purpose to see her. Above all, if you are a woman and therefore apt to be emotional and personal, it compels you to be i

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