“Well, Babe St. Maur is pretty smart. And she’s got muscles. She was one of the eight girls who made the living bridge—”
“Bill,” said Bundle desperately. “I went to see Jimmy Thesiger yesterday morning.”
“Good old Jimmy,” said Bill. “Well, as I was telling you, Babe’s pretty smart. You’ve got to be nowadays. She can put it over on most theatrical people. If you want to live, be high-handed, that’s what Babe says. And mind you, she’s the goods all right. She can act—it’s marvellous how that girl can act. She’d not much chance in Damn Your Eyes —just swamped in a pack of good-looking girls. I said why not try the legitimate stage—you know, Mrs. Tanqueray —that sort of stuff—but Babe just laughed—”
“Have you seen Jimmy at all?”