She knew it was taking a great risk to go with Phil, but she was most anxious to see how she looked on the screen.
This, she knew, was the first picture released in which she had taken a part.

It was only a small part, but she had done well, the manager said, and that had been the reason for her further advancement.
She had wanted to see it over at the studio, but her visits there had been so hurried, and she had been so eager to get back, she never dared take the time to see the pictures exhibited.
The two returned to the house, and Patty greeted them gaily.
"Well, wanderers, you're the last of the company to report! Where have you been ?" "Surveying your domain, ma'am," Phil replied; "it's most beautiful by moonlight,--especially when viewed in company with a fair lady." He bowed gallantly to Azalea, who was looking her best,--a slight blush of excitement on her cheeks at the compliment.
"It _is_ lovely," she said; "the house, from the west lawn, is a wonderful picture! Patty, Mr.Van Reypen has asked me to go to New York with him to-morrow afternoon,--to a matinee.

May I ?" "Certainly, my child.

And as Mona and I are going down in the early afternoon, we'll all go together in the big car." Then all went to the hall for a dance.

The large reception hall was admirably adapted for this purpose, and the strains of a fine phonograph soon set all feet in motion.
Dancing with Raymond Gale, Azalea pirouetted gaily with some fancy steps.
"Good!" he cried, falling into the spirit of the thing, and they pranced about in a mad whirl.
"How Western she is," Elise said to Phil, with whom she was sedately one-stepping.
"Clever dancer," he returned, briefly, and the subject was not continued.
"Come for a walk," said Gale to Azalea, as the dance was over.
"No; let's sit on the porch a minute," she preferred.
"Come along to this end, then, for I want to say something particular," he urged, and they found a pleasant seat, from which they could see the moon through the leafy wistaria branches.
"Look here, Azalea," Gale began, "I know what you're up to,--with the Bixbys." "What!" Azalea's voice was full of fear.
"Yes, and there's no reason you should be so secretive about it." "Oh, Raymond,--there _is_ reason! Don't tell on me, will you ?" "Of course not,--if you forbid it.