Day after day they assembled at the same hour and slowly built up the structure of the play. Many nights Jarvis and Bambi worked on new scenes, or the rearrangement of the old ones. The first act was twisted about many times before it “played” to the stage manager’s satisfaction. New lines had to be introduced, new business worked out every day. It was hard work for everybody except Bambi, and she declared it was fun. No matter how trying the rehearsals, nor how hard she had to work, she enjoyed every minute of it. They soon discovered that Jarvis had no talent for rehearsing. In fact, the mechanics of the thing bored him. When a new scene was demanded quickly, his mind refused to work. It was Bambi’s quick wits that saved the day. After the first few days she was the only one to be consulted and appealed to by everybody.
“I can’t see that you need me at all in this business. I’m no good at it.”
“Yes, you are, too. You saw where that new scene in the third act belonged at once.”
“Yes, after you wrote the scene.”
“But this is why we need each other. I didn’t see where the scene belonged at all. If we both could do the same thing, we wouldn’t need to collab-
