it on now?"

"Yes, at The Campanile. Let's go down to-morrow,--just you and me. We
can be back in a couple of hours."

"Well, I'll see. Probably I can go."

In the meantime, Azalea and Van Reypen were talking of the same play.

"I saw a picture play last night," Phil was saying, "with a girl in it
that looked exactly like you."

"What was the play?" asked Azalea, interestedly.

"'Star of the West.' It was a good play, but I was most interested in
the girl I speak of. She was really your double,--but she did things
that I don't believe you could compass,--athletic as you are."

"I'd like to see it," said Azalea, thoughtfully.

"Oh, go with me, will you? I'm going to stay up here over the
week-end,--and we could skip down to-morrow afternoon, and be back by
dinner time."

"I'd love to go,--but Patty doesn't greatly approve of the 'movies.'"

"Oh, never mind that. You've a right to go, if you choose. And you
needn't say where we're going, till we get back. Say we're going to take
in a matinee."

"Well, I'll go," Azalea said decidedly, "for I'm crazy to see that play.
What's the girl's name?"

"Dunno. It wasn't on the bill. But, truly, Azalea, you'll be surprised
to see how much like you she is!"

Azalea hesitated. 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 th