II.
He called up Billy Farrelly next day. “I want to see you,” he said. “I found a girl I wish you’d take a look at.”
“My gosh!” said Farrelly. “You’re the third today.”
“Not the third of this kind.”
“All right. If she’s white, she can have the lead in a picture I’m starting Friday.”
“Joking aside, will you give her a test?”
“I’m not joking. She can have the lead, I tell you. I’m sick of these lousy actresses. I’m going out to the Coast next month. I’d rather be Constance Talmadge’s water boy than own most of these young—” His voice was bitter with Irish disgust. “Sure, bring her over, Jake. I’ll take a look at her.”
Four days later, when Mrs. Choynski, accompanied by two deputy sheriffs, had gone to Auburn to pass the remainder of her life, Jacob drove Jenny over the bridge to Asto
