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I me?" she wondered, "unless he still cares a little bit about me?"
 She put her head down on the window sill, so that the wind lifted the golden rippes of her hair, and 1 looked up at the lanes of stars that crossed the pale gray evening sky. T wonder just how much l care for him?" she thought. "A lot, I'm afraid" There were things about him 1 that she didn't like, of course. The way he had of picking up women. taking their love and sweetness, and then flinging them down like 1 wilted flowers. His conceit and his | posing she hated too, just as she hated the large diamond he wore on his little finger and the loud neckties and socks that you could see for blocks. His wristwatch of bright gold.
 Just how her affair with Gus would have turned out except for certain happening. is doubtful
 It was little happening. but it served to throw her and Gus to- gether again.
 It happened on hot April after noon when Luxury" was about half finished.
 Gus was directing a dance-hall scene. Robbie and another girl | named Rosemary Riley sat at a l table with two extra men. Before them was iced tea in tall glasses. They were supposed to be whiskey high balls, and the girl named Rosemary Riley was supposed 10 be slightly tipsy.
 Show a little pep-you four over there!" Gus yelled at them through his megaphone. you're supposed to be in a tough cabaret having a wild time. Act the way you should. Don't sit there like a bunch of mummies!'
 "Aw right, Aw right" bawled back one of the two extra men, a good looking young giant named Mac" Something-or- r-other.
 And with that he threw one arm around Robbie, tilted back her head and planted man-size kiss, somewhat favored with Turkish cigarettes, in the middle of her painted mouth. Before she had time to protest he had planted a second one on top of the first.
 Boobies first impulse was to slap his face smartly for him, and tell him what she thought of him. Then, like a flash of lightning, she changed her mind. The boys kisses had meant nothing to her. Less than nothing. It would be fun to see what it meant to Gus to 1 have another man touch her. under his very nose. To see if he cared. | She turned to look at him. He 1 had left his chair and was coming across the set toward them, flush 1 ing darkly and scowling.
 Get out!" he snapped out the words to the boy called Mac" when he reached the table. Don't you know any better than to do a thing like that, you young fool?"
 Like what?" the boy stammered He seemed very young and help l less-like a child almost-as he i looked up at Mac. You told me 1 to act as if I were out on a wild party, and I tried to show you that I could! What's wrong?"
 You. You're wrong" Gus | u-bap Pnhhia cro1-a ,n 1 She was dreadfully sorry for the | unlucky youngster who had kissed | her.
 "Ie didn't mean anything, MT. MacCloud," she said stiffly. I'm sure of that. He just thought it was good gag"
 You beg Miss Ransom's par don," Mac interrupted her, his cold | blue eyes still on the boys startled | face, and then get out as fast as you're feet'll carry you; I'll let you | know when I need a roughneck for a picture.'
 He brought his fist down on the table so hard that it shook.
 The boy scrambled to his feet mumbled something to Robbie, and walked off the set looking for nll the world like a whipped cur.
 Robbie sat perfectly still, and watched Gus go back to his place. Her eyes were starlike and her 1 face was rosy under the cream makeup that covered it. On her | lips was a small contented smile. He had done that for her. Sent away the man who had dared to set his lips to hers, even though his kisses had meant nothing to 1 either of them. It thrilled her right down to the tips of her toes. Then the girl named Rosemary Riley spoke from her side of the | table and her voice was scornful