Their peace was broken, however, a few days after Mr. Strong’s famous visit by a letter from the Belasco office, accompanied by the play. Mr. Belasco regretted that the play was not just what he wanted. It had some excellent points, etc., but as he had already arranged for so many productions during the coming season, he felt he could not take on anything more at present. He would be glad to read anything Mr. Jocelyn might submit. Jarvis handed it on to Bambi.
“As I told you,” he remarked.
“It never got to Belasco,” said Bambi, confidently. “If it had, he would have seen its possibilities.”
“Is something the matter?” inquired the Professor.
“Belasco has refused Jarvis’s play.”
“So. He didn’t like that abominable woman any better than I did.”
“She is not abominable!” from Jarvis.
“Be quiet, you two, and let me think.”
“If you would learn concentration you would not need quiet in which to think,” protested her parent.
“Oh, if I would learn to be a camel I wouldn’t need a hump,” returned Bambi, shortly.
“I don’t think a hump would be becoming to you,” mused the Professor, turning back to his book.
