Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 94, Indianapolis, Marion County, 28 August 1930 — Page 11

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BEGIN HERE TODAY DAN RORIMER. a scenario writer in Hollywood, is in love with ANNE WINTER, who. beßinnintt as an extra, has progressed rapidly and is now under contract to one ol the largest studios. Anne Uvea with two other girls. MONA MORRISON, a gay little red head, and EVA HARLEY, a quiet girl who at times is very bitter, and who has had a tragic love experience. Eva and Mona are extras, but Mona works only occasionally and Eva very rarely, and this is another reason lor her despondency. PAUL COLLIER, who writes a daily movie column for a string of newspapers. shares Dan's apartment with him. Paul and Dan arc Invited to lunch at the home of MARIB FARRELL, a movie actress, and Paul hopes Maris will, temporarily at least, take F.orlmer’s mind off Anne Winter, for Dan has been brooding a good deal of late. Formerly under contract at CONTINENTAL PICTURES, he now is free lancing and ■without much success. Every step upward that Anne has taken has seemed to Dan to remove her that much farther from him. He resolves not to call her up again, but that evening Anne calls him. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX (Continued.) Trying to put himself in Dan’s place, he reasoned that it would be rather disheartening to be in love with a girl whose progress was not matched by his own. Anne was going ahead fast now; unless the unexpected happened she would be getting some pretty important roles very soon. And Anne had started from scratch. Some day she might even be a star; it all depended now on the “breaks” she got and how the public liked her. Sitting beside Dan as they drove to town, Paul remembered the day that Dan had shown him the letter from Ziggy Young, directing him to look up an obscure extra girl named Anne Winter, and be nice to her. And he remembered how Dan had fumed—until he met her. Well, Dan had been nice to her, all right—too nice, perhaps, if being nice was responsible for Dan’s present frame of mind. In Collier's philosophy no girl was worth all that trouble. They were on Hollywood boulevard now. “Your old home,” Paul said, motioning toward the Roosevelt. “Yep,” Dan said. “How abbut that idea of mine? Are you going to call up Anne and ask her to the opening?” “I'm thinking about it.” Paul said, “Just out of curiosity, how long has it been since you’ve seen her? I used to keep pretty close track of you, but since you’ve chained yourself to that typewriter of yours —” Dan said it was two or three weeks. “She’s pretty busy; working nights some, too.” “Well, give the girl a break and take her out. You can't expect her to work all the time.” Dan thought: “I'll quit bothering her. I won’t even call her up. If she wants to see me she can call me.’’ Anne telephoned him that evening. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN RE you still in Hollywood, Dan?” At the sound of Anne’s familiar laugh over the telephone, his black mood dissolved at once. “You bet I am,” he replied cheerfully. Anne said, “I'm glad. I thought possibly you had gone back to New York without even saying goodby. Where have you been?” Dan—explained. ‘And I know you’ve been busy, too. I didn't want to bother you.” “Bother me!” “Well”—he laughed—you know how it is. Those 8 o'clock and 9 o’clock studio calls of yours. And I never know when to go home.” It developed that Anne had called merely to inquire about him. “And Mona and Eva have been wondering about you. too.” “I was just about to call you, Anne. How about going to the opening with me? Paul’s taking Maris Farrell.” “I’d love to, Dan.” “It's a date. then. Maris Farrell, by the way, said some nice things about you today. Paul and I were out there to lunch.” “Oh, you were?” “Yeah. Paul dragged me out with hira. Maris told me she had seen you rehearsing." ► He repeated what Maris had said. “Not so bad. eh? You’ve made quite a hit with her, apparently. Both times I've seen her now, she**, had something nice to say about you. Personally. I think she has good judgment.” He said nothing about seeing her before the opening, and when she had said good-by he turned back to his typewriter, sat before it with

folded arms and smoked and frowned Paul nad gone out for the evening; he and Johnny Riddle had a date somewhere. But even in the quiet and solitude of Paul’s absence it was difficult to write. 808 IN the ensuing week he finished the story he was working on, but he re-read it with a feeling of disappointment, an apprehension of failure. His first one had come back to him with its third rejection. Rorimer was ready to tear it up in disgust, and he would have if Collier had not intervened. “Give it here,” Paul said, and he took it and tucked it away in a drawer. And he counseled Dan to “let it age a bit.” “It’s still a swell idea, my boy, and three rejections don’t change the opinion of my favorite movie critic and columnist." "It's all wet,” Dan said. “Listen who’s talking! The guy who got after me for tearing up the Great American Novel! I thought you had got used to rejections in New York.” And he insisted that Dan let the manuscript lie for a month or two out of sight, and then read it again and rewrite it. “Old stuff!” Dan scoffed. “Sure—with this difference: that magazines and moving pictures are two different markets, my boy. Magazines generally know just what they want; the movies never know; the idea that gets kicked into the ash barrel today is a Superproduction tomorrow.” Dan took his new manuscript to the Amalgamated scenario department the next morning and left it there. And he spent the afternoon playing golf with Johnny Riddle, who had been after him for a week to get out and play. • Johnny gossiped along the fairways, talked jokingly and deprecatingly about his newest love affair. “I hung on for three: and then she announced her engagement. But she’s still a client. She was suposed, for a while, to be engaged to Dick Grace, the stunt flier, but that was just a press agent story.” And he told Dan that he had not been doing badly at all with publicity for Anne Winter. “I landed pictures of her in a number of the fan magazines, and one of them took on a story, too. Just a breeze, this Riddle guy; just a breeze.” After their game they drove back to the apartment to wait for Paul Collier, and Paul was late arriving. When he did come in he had a queer look, and he sank at once into a chair and said: “The funniest dum thing happened this afternoon.” He reached for a cigaret. “I was walking along the boulevard, see? and I ran into Eva Harley. I had just come out of Henry’s, and we walked along together, passing the time of day and talking about nothing in particular; and we were passing by the Montmartre when who should come busting out but this chump Frank Maury. You remember him, Dan.” Dan nodded. “He had some dizzy looking dame on his arm, and when he saw me he turned on the old smile—you know, big stuff!” Paul said contemptuously. “And then he saw Eva Harley and, boy, the smile froze right on his face and he got as red as a beet and kept right on going! “R UT that * " ot * aU - When 1 Oturned to look at Eva. I thought she was going to faint. She was as white as a ghost. She had to hold on to my arm like the very devil to keep from falling. I was scared for a minute.” “What do you suppose ” Johnny Riddle began loudly, but Dan held up a hand. “Wait,’’ he said. “What happened, Paul?” Collier inhaled deeply and said: “Well, I held on to her and asked her If she was sick, and I tried to steer her into a drug store to get something. But she said no, she was all right—just a sudden feeling of faintness. “She said she got them once in a while, but I think she was lying. I got a cab and took her home. Mona was there, and I turned Eva over to her, but Eva made me promise not to tell her what happened. Can you tie that?” he finished. Dan got up from his chair. “That's a funny one,” he said thoughtfully. And he went over to the window and looked out and said, half to

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himself: “I wonder if "that doesn’t explain something about Eva?” “I know. Things work out funny “I know. Thnigs work out funny sometimes, don’t they?" “Who was the girl with Maury?” Johnny Riddle asked, and Paul said he didn’t know. “I didn’t have a chance to get a good look at her. Things happened too fast. I couldn’t tell you if I knew her or not.” “Maury, I hear, is pretty sweet on some Los Angeles girl. I can’t remember her name, but her old man is supposed to have a lot of money. Didn’t he say something?” Johnny asked. \ And Paul shook his head. “Not a word, I’m telling you.” He got up and began to take off his shirt. “I’ll be ready in a minute,” he said, and he went to his room. Johnny looked over toward Dan, who had not left the window, and he caught his eye. “Two and two always make four, Dan,” he said, and Dan shook his head as if the things were too baffling for him. The telephone rang while they were waiting for Collier. Dan was half expecting it. “Rorimer speaking.” “This is Anne,” a hint of nervous, ness in her voice. “I’m in a booth. Are you alone?” “No, but it’s all right,” he assured her. “Dan, have you talked with Paul? Will you tell me what happened? Mona told me that Paul brought Eva home and—” “How is Eva now?” Dan cut in quietly. “Is she all right?” “Oh, I don’t know. I’m worried about her. Mona says she’s been crying ever since she got home.” “"DOOR kid!” Dan said to himL self, and he gave Anne an account of what had happened. He spoke in a low, calm voice that was meant to reassure her, and when he had finished he said, “Paul is here now, if you’d like to talk to him.” But Anne told him that was not necessary. “I—l think I understand. Thank you, Dan, very much.” “If there’s anything I can do, Anne—” “I know, Dan; but there’s nothing.” “Won’t Fva say anything about it?” “Not a word.” She added that Eva was n bed and that she stubbornly refused to‘see a doctor, so they hadn’t called one. “I hardly knew what to do. I’ve never seen Eva like that before. She was almost hysterical, but I think she’s calmer now. But Eva broods so; sometimes I get uneacy just think about her.” •. It was like Anne to be loyal .and considerate, Dan thought as he left the telephone; there were few girls getting along in Hollywood as well as she was who would have chosen to continue the arrangement she had made when she had been nothing more than an extra herself. He knew that Anne paid more than her share of the rent, because Mona had told him so. (To Be Continued)

TARZAN AND THE JEWELS OF OPAR

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