Here in
rows of twenty or thirty were seated men and women and children,
mixed together; before each one a bowl of not very thick soup, and a
hunk of bread, and a tin cup full of hot brown liquid, politely
taken for coffee. It was a meal which would have been spurned by any
of the "studio bums" of T-S's mob-scenes; but now T-S was going to
be a good sport, and sit on a splintery plank and eat it!
Nor was that all. As we pushed our way into the place, Carpenter
turned to the magnate, and without a trace of embarrassment, said:
"You understand, Mr. T-S, I have no money. But we must pay--"
"Oh, sure!" said T-S, quickly. "I'll pay!"
"Thank you," said the other; and he turned to an official of the
union with whom he had got acquainted in the course of the morning.
He introduced us all, not forgetting the secretary, and then said:
"Mr. T-S is the moving picture producer, and wants to have lunch
with you, if you will consent."
"Oh, sure!" said the official, cordially.
"He will pay for it," added Carpenter.
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