The One Girl

They wouldn't have learned from the artless Hazel that, thanks to Willy Lord's New York venture, the Globe Theater lease was to be picked up for a song, and that here was a chance--for, say, thirty-five hundred or four thousand dollars apiece--to have the fun of producing a musical comedy: hiring principals, magisterially attending rehearsals where they could smoke cigars all the time and say right out what they liked and what they didn't--the fun of doing all this, and the satisfaction of coining money at the same time. And if they hadn't known about this chance they wouldn't have taken it.