The Green Lama: The Complete Pulp Adventures by Crossen Kendell Foster

The Green Lama: The Complete Pulp Adventures by Crossen Kendell Foster

Author:Crossen, Kendell Foster [Crossen, Kendell Foster]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Action and Adventure
Publisher: Altus Press
Published: 2013-08-31T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter VI

Evangl Takes a Walk

EVANGL had little difficulty in getting on the Magna lot. Along with several other girls and a few men, she paraded before the casting director, a sad-looking man who kept lighting one cigarette from another. As the girls passed him, he surveyed them silently and occasionally would motion one out of the line, ask her a couple of questions and turn to the next one. Evangl did not know that all of these girls were registered with the casting office and had been called.

As Evangl reached him, he glanced at her carefully, nodding as his eyes reached her face. He motioned her out. “Clothes?” he asked. “A full wardrobe,” she said. “Okay. Wear a dark evening gown and be here at seven tonight. Lot Four.” He started to turn away, then as an after-thought, he asked, “Got a card?”

“Why, no,” Evangl faltered. “I heard you were casting for extras and—I just came over and got in line.”

“That’s all, huh,” he grunted. “Oh, hell! Go on over to the casting office and tell them to give you a card. Tell them that Jordan sent you. What’s your name?”

“Evangl Stewart.”

“Okay. Don’t forget to be on Lot Four at seven. Scram.” He turned back to the line of girls, and Evangl walked toward the casting office.

At seven that evening, dressed in a low-cut black evening gown with a flaring skirt, Evangl was on the lot with fifty or sixty other dress extras. It was easy to spot both Carter Mitchell and Morris Goldman as they were both seated in chairs bearing their names in white letters. James Sandor she recognized from having seen his picture in the papers. He was sitting in a folding chair next to one lettered

Betty Hall.

The picture was already under way. Under the merciless glare of the Klieg lights, Betty Hall was languishing in the arms of Ronald Tolman. It was a great love scene between two great stars and, on the sidelines, Carter Mitchell mugged silently as he watched them follow the directions he had given, in another few minutes the extras would be out there before the cameras. Evangl’s heart thumped as she waited at the edge of the sound stage.

“Cut!” yelled Carter Mitchell. “That was great, Betty and Ronald!”

“To think,” Morris Goldman said, “I have to pay two people four thousand dollars a week to make love like that!”

“A great scene, wasn’t it, Morris?” Mitchell asked, laughing.

The little producer shrugged. “It was terrible. If this picture don’t gross five million I’ll never make it again.”

A couple of assistant producers laughed just the right amount, while Mitchell grinned.

“All right, you extras,” he shouted. But before they could move, two pages trotted on the lot. Evangl caught her breath as she saw them.

One of the boys spoke to the producer; the other said something to Mitchell. Both men rose. Then the boy who had spoken to the director went on and addressed James Sandor. He too got up and started off the lot.

Unable to hear what the boys had said, Evangl was at a loss to know what to do.



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