By Hannah Shilling

“Ramón Novarro is a pouting business who has the sole talent of appearing in the movies, and now that I too am in the movies I am thrown into professional — I could call it — contact with Señor Novarro, every day, on your sets, which are a babble of workmen and other boors, so why, my question is to you, Mr Watling, why did you decide on this purgatory for me?”
Mr Watling shifts in his chair, wondering whether to make a start… but there’s more.
“And did you notice, Mr Watling, that at all times I have used the Americanism movie, so that all is now dreamy between us, but why should I have to put up with this Mexican who makes everybody’s life a misery? Why, Mr Watling?”
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