Leonard Merrick,
The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories…
(1919)
“ His talent and the remains of his good looks were worth fifty pounds a week to him then, but there had been days—well, listen to Bagot! "It wasn't that I couldn't afford it," he said with a laugh; "actors never wait till they can afford it. I escaped in a curious way. What saved me was being such an artist. Fact! I was really smitten. If I hadn't been an artist in spite of myself I should be shivering in the last train home to Bedford Park now, instead of talking to you dear boys in an arm-chair, with a glass at my side. ”
