ion we are going to weave in some of the actual drama
and the thrills attached to the shooting of the picture--some of the
behind-the-scenes incidents. Understand?"

Again they nodded.

"We have not been able to get all of this material that we desired and
Mr. Newsom has informed me that you have a fair ability at writing."

This was aimed at Janet and she replied promptly.

"I enjoy writing," she said, "but the question of ability hasn't been
very well determined yet."

"But you sold a script for film purposes only recently," pressed the
director.

"Yes, that's true, but I think it was more luck than anything else."

"Be that as it may, I'd like you to write some of the intimate and
unusual things that go on in the production of such a picture. Get in
all of the thrilling material possible. Get me?"

"I think so," replied Janet, recalling the vivid hours that had marked
the production work on "Kings of the Air" when the company was out in
the desert and she had been kidnaped.

"Then take the rest of the day off and try to get some of the material
into my hands tomorrow morning. We'll have it whipped into shape by the
studio continuity writers, for this program goes on the air day after
tomorrow."

"I'll do my best, Mr. Adolphi," promised Janet, and the director hurried
away to give further instructions to others in the company.

Helen looked at Janet admiringly.

"Well, you certainly get yourself into all kinds of work," she smiled.
"Now you'll have to go back to the hotel room and pound away on a rented
typewriter while I go down and see a show in the Music Hall."

"Oh, don't do that," begged Janet, who was anxious to see the interior
of the world's largest theater. "Wait another day until I can go with
you. There'll be plenty for you to see in New York beside the Music
Hall."

"All right," agreed Helen. "We'll plan on that for tomorrow afternoon."

As they left the studio they bumped into a slender, dark-haired girl who
was hurrying in.

"Clumsy fools," Janet heard the other girl murmur as she went on and
Janet's face flushed for it had been as much the other's fault as their
own.

They dropped down to the street level in the elevator and Janet started
back for the hotel while Helen walked toward Fifth avenue to enjoy a
window shopping tour along the exclusive shops that had made the avenue
famous throughout the world.

Chapter Nineteen

A MANUSCRIPT VANISHES

Janet went directly to