No photoplay people have risen to contradict this theory, but it is a chapter that once caused me great embarrassment.

With Christopher Morley, the well-known author of Shandygaff and other temperance literature, I was trying to prove out this chapter.

As soon as the orchestra stopped, while the show rolled on in glory, I talked about the main points in this book, illustrating it by the film before us.

Almost everything that happened was a happy illustration of my ideas.

But there were two shop girls in front of us awfully in love with a certain second-rate actor who insisted on kissing the heroine every so often, and with her apparent approval.