I pay you fifteen hunded a veek. I aint ever paid
so much money to a green actor in my life before, and I don't tink
anybody else in de business ever did."
But still Carpenter shook his head!
"Vould you mind tellin' me vy, Mr. Carpenter?"
"Not at all. You tell me that I may quell mobs for you. But there
are mobs in your business that I could not quell."
"Vot mobs?"
"Among others, yourself."
"Me?"
"Yes--you are a mob; a mob of money! You storm the souls of men, and
of women too. It will take a stronger force than I to quell you."
"I don't git you," said T-S, helplessly; but then, thinking it over
a bit, he went on: "I guess I'm a vulgar feller, Mr. Carpenter, and
maybe all my pictures ain't vot you call high-brow. But if I had a
man like you to vork vit, I could make vot you call real educational
pictures. You're vot dey call a prophet, you got a message fer de
vorld; vell, vy don't you let me spread it fer you? If you use my
machinery, you can talk to a billion people. Dat's no joke--if dey
is dat many alive, I bring 'em to you; I bring de Japs and de Chinks
and de niggers--de vooly-headed savages vot vould eat your
missionaries if you sent 'em.
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