Is it true?
The boys heard you were going to get two hundred dollars a week!" "Not get it--no." Luck unfolded his napkin with fingers that shook a little.

"I was offered it, but I'm not going to take it." "Not--why, Luck Lindsay!" Rosemary very nearly dropped her new percolator.
"_Y' ain't_ ?" "Aw, gwan! Only reason I wouldn't take two hundred a week would be because I'd drop dead at the chance and couldn't." "Well, listen.

There's one point that hasn't spilled into studio gossip yet," Luck managed to slip into the uproar.

"I didn't take the place.
There were some details we couldn't get together on, so I thanked him and turned it down." There was silence, while the Happy Family stared at him.
"What dee-tails was them ?" Big Medicine demanded belligerently.

"Way I heard it--" "Studio gossip," Luck interrupted hastily.