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RESS rehearsal was called at midnight, as two of the principals were playing in other theatres. There was an air of suspense and confusion on the stage, where the new sets were being put on, which threw Jarvis into a cold sweat of terror. It only added one degree to Bambi’s mounting excitement. She and Jarvis made their way to the front of the house, where Mr. Frohman, the leader of the orchestra, and a few other people interested in the production were assembled.

“I never realized before how many people, how much work and money and brain go into the production of the simplest comedy for one night’s amusement,” she said to Mr. Frohman.

“And yet managers are always blamed because they don’t take more chances on new playwrights,” he smiled.

“Jarvis looks as if he were walking to the guillotine, doesn’t he?” Rh