"AIL the reporters concentrate on him instead of me" hie father complained, with a note of pride in his voice.' "They've got some under~ standing among themselves _and whenever we come into port anywhere I take a back seat. In Honolulu they all interviewed Denny and forgot about me, and they said in the paper, 'Mr. Dennis McEvoy, well-known newspaper man, is accompanied by his father.' f'm not sure going to like this, but I guess iti go_ on, Mr. McEvoy intends to make his trip og touch of a vacation og possible, though probably he is too energetic to hold very long to his resolution. He has been working hard for the past year in Hollywood, and feels free now to follow his own incline tlons—that is, to travel without a set plan, and to' write whatever he fancies. After a few weeks here he will go to Peiping, but beyond that hho does not commit himself.
"Ym very well satisfied here," he said, "Tm an expert with chopsticks now, and I like Chinese food. Besides, its a great relief to sit on chairs again. "1 tried to be comfort. fable in those Japanese houses, but 1 can't say T succeeded. Oh, T don't mind sitting on the floor just for a meal or two—it doesn't go on long you uncomfortable. ice living like that. He looked horrid he said, "just] walking in cold blood into an empty room and just sitting there!"
He moved about the room and Jooked out the window eagerly at the city. "They tell me this is China," he said. "I don't -believe it, yet. Looks much more like New York. Stil, in time—" He paused, examining a book on the table, then with sudden gesture he threw it away from him. It was a "Life of David Belasco,"
"Take it away," he groaned. "I've creased the Staies and I've crossed the Pacitle, and the first thing T run Into over here is the theatre! New York theatre at that Take It away!"
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