Thursday, March 26, 2009

William Merritt Chase The Nursery

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nodded. He had, on the whole, got through life quite happily by doing what he pleased in a firm yet easy-going sort of way, and he didn’t see why he should stop that even in Holy Wood.
‘Then they’ll have to shout,’ he said. ‘I want something to eat and a cool drink. Maybe I’ve just caught a bit too much sun.’
Ginger looked uncertain. ‘Well, there’s the commissary, but–’
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‘Yes,’ said Victor firmly, and strode on.
Behind him he could see Dibbler and Silverfish locked in heated discussion, with occasional interruptions from the handleman, who spoke in the leisurely tones of one who knows he’s going to get paid six dollars today regardless. You can show me the way.’ ‘They fire people just like that–’ ‘What, before the third reel?’ ‘They say "There’s plenty more people who’re dying to break into moving pictures", you see–’ ‘Good. That means they’ll have all afternoon to find two of them who look just like us.’ He strolled past Morry, who was also trying to keep in the shade of a rock. ‘If anyone wants us,’ he said, ‘we’ll be having some lunch.’ ‘What, right now?’ said the troll
‘–we’ll call it an epic. People will talk about it for ages.’