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the stock。 She went to the car for more and the men followed her。 To Merton； who watched these scenes； the dramatist's intention was plain。 These men did not really care for jellies and jams； they were attracted solely by the wild…rose beauty of the little country girl。 And they were plainly the sort of men whose attentions could mean no good to such as she。
Left on the porch； he was now directed to approach a distinguished looking old gentleman； probably a banker and a power in Wall Street； who read his morning papers。 Timidly he stood before this person； thrusting forward his basket。 The old gentleman glanced up in annoyance and brutally rebuffed the country boy with an angry flourish of the paper he read。
〃You're hurt by this treatment；〃 called Baird； 〃and almost discouraged。 You look back over your shoulder to where sister is doing a good business with her stuff； and you see the old mother back in her kitchen； working her fingers to the bonewe'll have a flash of that； see？and you try again。 Take out that bottle in the corner of the basket； uncork it； and try again。 The old man looks up…he's smelled something。 You hold the bottle toward him and you're saying so…and…so； so…and…so； so…and…so； 'Oh； Mister； if you knew how hard my poor old mother works to make this stuff！ Won't you please take a little taste of her improved grape juice and see if you don't want to buy a few shillings' worth'so…and…so； so…and…so； so…and… sosee what I mean？ That's it； look pleading。 Think how the little home depends on it。〃
The old gentleman； first so rude； consented to taste the improved grape juice。 He put the bottle to his lips and tilted it。 A camera was brought up to record closely the look of pleased astonishment that enlivened his face。 He arose to his feet； tilted the bottle again； this time drinking abundantly。 He smacked his lips with relish； glanced furtively at the group of women in the background； caught the country boy by a sleeve and drew him farther along the porch。
〃He's telling you what fine stuff this grape juice is；〃 explained Baird； 〃saying that your mother must be a wonderful old lady； and he'll drop over to meet her； and in the meantime he wants you to bring him all this grape juice she has。 He'll take it； she can name her own price。 He hands you a ten dollar bill for the bottle he has and for another in the basketthat's it； give it to him。 The rest of the bottles are jams or something。 You want him to take them； but he pushes them back。 He's saying he wants the improved grape juice or nothing。 He shows a big wad of bills to show he can pay for it。 You look glad nowthe little home may be saved after all。〃
The scene was shot。 Merton felt that he carried it acceptably。 He had shown the diffident pleading of the country boy that his mother's product should be at least tasted； his frank rejoicing when the old gentleman approved of it。 He was not so well satisfied with the work of the Montague girl as his innocent little sister。 In her sale of Mother's jellies to the city men； in her acceptance of their attentions； she appeared to be just the least bit bold。 It seemed almost as if she wished to attract their notice。 He hesitated to admit it； for he profoundly esteemed the girl； but there were even moments when； in technical language； she actually seemed to 〃vamp〃 these creatures who thronged about her to profess for her jams and jellies an interest he was sure they did not feel。
He wondered if Baird had made it plain to her that she was a very innocent little country girl who should be unpleasantly affected by these advances。 The scene he watched shot where the little sister climbed back into the motor car； leered at by the four New York club…men； he thought especially distasteful。 Surely the skirt of her print dress was already short enough。 She needed not to lift it under this evil regard as she put her foot up to the step。
It was on the porch of the hotel； too； that he was to have his first scene with the New York society girl whose hand he won。 She proved to be the daughter of the old gentleman who liked the improved grape juice。 As Baird had intimated； she was a large girl； not only tall and stoutly built； but somewhat heavy of face。 Baird's heart must have been touched indeed when he consented to employ her； but Merton remembered her bedridden father and mother； the little crippled brother； the little sister who was also in poor health； and resolved to make their scenes together as easy for her as he could。
At their first encounter she appeared in a mannish coat and riding breeches； though she looked every inch a woman in this attire。
〃She sees you； and it's a case of love at first sight on her part；〃 explained Baird。 〃And you love her； too； only you're a bashful country boy and can't show it the way she can。 Try out a little first scene now。〃
Merton stood； his basket on his arm； as the girl approached him。 〃Look down；〃 called Baird； and Merton lowered his gaze under the ardent regard of the social butterfly。 She tossed away her cigarette and came nearer。 Then she mischievously pinched his cheek as the New York men had pinched his little sister's。 Having done this； she placed her hand beneath his chin and raised his face to hers。
〃Now look up at her；〃 called Baird。 〃But she frightens you。 Remember your country raising。 You never saw a society girl before。 That's itlook frightened while she's admiring you in that bold way。 Now turn a little and look down again。 Pinch his cheek once more； Lulu。 Now； Merton； look up and smile； but kind of scaredyou're still afraid of herand offer her a bottle of Ma's preserves。 Step back a little as you do it； because you're kind of afraid of what she might do next。 That's fine。 Good work； both of you。〃
He was glad for the girl's sake that Baird had approved the work of both。 He had been afraid she was overdoing the New York society manner in the boldness of her advances to him； but of course Baird would know。
His conscience hurt him a little when the Montague girl added her praise to Baird's for his own work。 〃Kid； you certainly stepped neat and looked nice in that love scene；〃 she warmly told him。 He would have liked to praise her own work； but could not bring himself to。 Perhaps she would grow more shrinking and modest as the drama progressed。
A part of the play now developed as he had foreseen it would； in that the city men at the hotel pursued the little sister to her own door…step with attentions that she should have found unwelcome。 But even now she behaved in a way he could not approve。 She seemed determined to meet the city men halfway。 〃I'm to be the sunlight arc of this hovel；〃 she announced when the city men came； one at a time； to shower gifts upon the little wild rose。
Later it became apparent that she must in the end pay dearly for her too…ready acceptance of these favours。 One after another the four city men； whose very appearance would have been sufficient warning to most girls； endeavoured to lure her up to the great city where they promised to make a lady of her。 It was a situation notoriously involving danger to the simple country girl； yet not even her mother frowned upon it。
The mother； indeed； frankly urged the child to let a