Spirit - Graham Masterton by Graham Masterton

Author:Graham Masterton
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Horror
Published: 2011-01-22T18:18:46.091000+00:00

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Roman slave walked past, wearing sandals and a red tunic, smoking a cigarette.

"Don't forget," Aunt Beverley promoted her. ', and private."

"I won't forget. Natural, and private."

"And sincere."

"For goodness' sake, Aunt Beverley."

"And innocent. Chester really goes for innocence."

They had to wait for over an hour before Chester was free.

Eventually he came out of his office in a yellow polo shirt and white ducks, with a towel slung over his neck. He kissed both of them.

"Sorry you had to wait so long. Did they bring you coffee?

Accountants! They want me to shoot the crash scenes on the lot, to save money. I said listen, why don't we spend no money at all, and just have a loud bang offscreen, and a cloud of dust, and some kid to throw an old

car tyre into shot. All right, it'll cost a dollar seventy-five for the tyre and a quarter to the kid, if you can stretch to that."

He checked his watch. ' don't I take you across for your camera test right now? They're all set up. Beverley, you don't have to hang around here if you don't want to ... this is going to take at least an hour.

Come back and join us for lunch, say, twelve-thirty?"

Aunt Beverley gave him a hearty clap on the shoulder.

"Okay, Chester. I have some shopping to do, anyway. I need a new terra cotta planter.' She said it in a long-drawn-out sarcastic tone, and

looked directly at Laura as she did so.

Chester said, ' kind of private joke between you two?"

Aunt Beverley left and Chester took Laura across to one of the smaller soundstages. ' aunt of yours, she's a character, isn't she?' said Chester.

"She's quite eccentric,' Laura admitted. ' she's so understanding. She lets me do whatever I like, most of the time, but I always know that she

cares."

"I'll tell you a funny story about your Aunt Beverley," Chester enthused. He opened the door to the soundstage and winked at her. '

day,

maybe, when you're old enough."

"It's not one of those stories?" "Unh-hunh,' he told her, shaking his head. ' s not like any story you ever heard. And everybody's in it.

It's

a Who's-Whoofhollywood story. It's even got Trigger in it."

"Roy Rogers' Trigger?"

Chester made a face which meant ' d better believe it."

Inside the soundstage, the lights picked out the corner of an 18th-century garden, with a stone balustrade and an urn overflowing with

roses. ' is the garden set for Lady of Versailles,' said Chester. ' re going to do your tests here.

Look- this is Rosa, she's going to take you into makeup. This is Bruce, the greatest lighting cameraman since God, and this is Terry, she's going to give you some lines to read." "Aunt Beverley said you wanted me

to act out a private moment."

Chester looked nonplussed.

"You know,' said Laura. ' out something which I usually do by myself, with nobody else watching."

Chester shook his head. ' s Method. I'm not interested in Method. I want

actors to act.' He looked at her for a moment, his cheeks, puffed out, and then he said, ' .

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