New Britain herald., 1927-03-07

Robbie Ransom, q pretty littl. 1 school teacher. is film-s'ruck ana ! nadly eager 70 break into moving
 pictures, where shes sure shau sue . Ceed. Neither her widowed father l nor Andy JerrolI. who wants io ! marry her, will lend her the money | 10 take her 10 Hollywood. Bu. shc l to be her fathers second wife, and goes,
 1 At Mrs. Mansan's boar ling house 1 she meets Stella Delroy, an extra girl in pictures. Through her. sh" gets Il lew days work at the Mag 1 nifica studio. where Roy Schutz. l Il famous director, takes hri.f in- ] t"rcst in her and then drops her ! Sh" gc's no more work for a long l time, but she becomes friends with ! Eoy's wife. Lottie, who once was q ! school teacher herself. Iottie leaves 1 Roy because of his friendship for 2 i digging movie yau Dire named Monica Mont.
 Schultzs assis;a0. director. Gus Mact'luud falls in love with her fresh beauty. and sine becomes deeply infatuated with him. He promises her part in the first picture ho gets to direct. and lends her money on some trinhers Of hers, including q diamond bracelet i that vas Andy's last Xmas gift Then Robbie begins 10 hear queer stories about him. CHAPTER INNI Robbie opened her oyas the next morning to a world that somoho" had los. is brightness, although the sun was shining. A dull heavy feeling lny upon her, like an iron weight on her chest.
 She wasn't utterly unhappy but she wasn't at all happy. That was certain. Tn short. she didn't eel hreathless and ccstatic as q girl should feel on the morning of her wedding day.
 The door opened and Mrs, Man gan peeped in.
 "Wen, l thought I heard you moving in bed" she said. pushing the door open little wider nd coming in.
 Along with her came a delicious odor of fresh coffee and toast, ris- ing from the little tray she carried in her horny hands.
 "The last breakfast Miss Bobbi" Ransom will ever have" she said with an attempt at ch"erfulness. Tomorrow sheN be Mrs. Angus MacClou1.'
 Robbie gave a little gasp ns he sat up and pushed back the bright hair from hor forehead. That was q thought to begin the day with. That she never would De Robbie Ransom again - free and care-frce with all her life before her. and the right to do anything she want ed to do with that life. Tomor- row she would be married, and she was the kind Of girl who stays mar ri"d. Aunt Gertrude had taught her that divorce was wicked nd abandoning thing.
 What good toast hot and battery, the way like it." she said 10 Mrs. Nangan with q small smile. But she ate only two bites Of it. and drank only half cup Of coffee.
 Lets See, there arc q couple of things I've got to do." she said. more as if 10 herself than to .,1rs. Nangan. 'I'll have to phone Roy Schultz and tell him I won't be at the studio for a couple Of days. suppos" he'll have q fit, but l cant help that, You call him up, will you 2"
 Mrs. Mangan said she would be glad to. And you'l have to got some kind of g wedding dress, too." she reminded her as she turned 10 go.
 Robbie unused, picking with nervous fingers at the shell-pink frlils on her bcI-jackct
 "Oh, l guess that pala-ercen dress I wore 10 Monica's we'd ling will do." she said after q minute "It will have to dol paid so much for i'"
 Mrs. Mangan shrugged her shoul- ders in her faded gray calico GOV ering.
 "Well they always say Marry in green and you'll look like queen, she said. "and l suppose you know your own business best. I .. |. myself"
 She went out and closed the door behind her thinking Of the girl Sfo had just left. A strange sort Of br!de-to-be she was, not caring about th" wedding dress she wax to wear when sine gave herself 70 the man of her choice. And sine ioolle! unhappy, too, sitting there in bod, with those gr"a, big solemn wondering puzzled eyes.
 HObtio vas puzZlcI.
 "I don't know what ails me" she bright hair anu dried it, later in tho morning.
 In h"r room everything was in readiness. Her green dress lay spread out on the bed The new green stockings were drying on the Lack Of chair in front of tho window. Tie suitcase was packed and locked and ready
 Only Hobbies heart vas not ready. somehow. for inc marriage and the h' ginning Of the adyan- tura of uarri1g" - with Gus Mac Cloud it fe't cold and heavy as q stone iu her breast as she moved abo1t her room, doing few .ast lit'l" things.
 Al noon Mrs. ManEan called her downstairs.
 'I fixed ns 2 bite Of something to "at.' she said. Just q slice of that chicken loaf made for Man Ean's supper last night and a plate