nde
in that one place where he did the fall. I don't know how he did it
any more than I know how Edison come to think of the phonograph, but he
did! All my suspicions as to who the dame was come true when Gladys
hops off the one o'clock train that afternoon. I seen her talkin' to
Eddie Duke near the African Desert, and I immediately went scoutin'
around for Joe, because Eddie liked him the same way the brewers is
infatuated with the Anti-Saloon League and I knowed if Eddie got a
chance to harpoon Joe with Gladys, he'd do that thing.

About half a hour later, Genaro asks me to go over and find Potts,
because they're ready to start shootin' the picture and when I got near
the hotel I seen a couple of people blockin' the little narrow passage
in back of it. They was Gladys O'Hara and Joe Trout and when I got
close up I heard Joseph talkin'. He was goin' like a house on fire and
his little old lyin' apparatus was hittin' on all cylinders and runnin'
smooth without a break. He explains to Gladys that he went on only in
the important part of the picture which she would see in a minute, and
that De Vronde was only one of the cheap help who played the part while
_he_ was restin' for the big scene. As soon as that come up--and he
said the whole picture was built around it--they give De Vronde the
gate and in went the darin' Joe.

He was all dressed up in a Stetson hat, a cute little yellow silk
handkerchief twisted around his manly neck and more chaps than any cow
puncher ever wore on his legs outside of a movie. He looked like what
he'd liked to have been.

"--and not only that," he winds up, "but they are going to feature my
name on all the advertising for the picture!"

"Is that all?" asks Gladys in a queer little voice.

Joe looked surprised. I guess it was the first time anybody had asked
for more!

"Well--no!" he starts off again briskly. "Of course, I am--"

"Wait!" says Gladys, grabbin' his arm. "Don't tell me any more lies!
They are not featuring you in this or any other picture! You are not
the leading man, you are only a super! Your father is not a
millionaire and you cannot get me a job with the Maudlin Moving Picture
Company! You're simply a big four-flusher and that lets you out!"

Say! On the level, I thought Joe was gonna pass away on his feet! If
I was give to faintin', I'd have been stretched out cold, myself. He
got white and then he got red, then he got white again and red again
for