You know she climbs the sheer precipice of rock.

There are hidden spikes driven into the rock for her feet, of course, but she missed one, and fell." "I'll be as careful as I can, but I may miss it, too." "In that case, we'll have to get some one else," said Mr.Bixby, coolly.

"Are you ready for work ?" "Oh, yes," and then Azalea was shown to the dressing-rooms.
This was her secret.

For years she had wanted to be a moving-picture actress, and she had hoped before she left Arizona for New York that she might get an opportunity to take up the work.

She had expected to begin with minor parts, and hoped by her skill and earnest efforts to attain eminence.
On the train, coming East, she had formed an acquaintance with Mr.Bixby and his wife, who were in the business.