New Britain herald., 1927-02-15
e JOHNSON FEATURES INC. 1926

themselves - She hesitated. Well, you shouldn't go with him on this trip. and you know it!"
 Her eyes were still on Boobies face when she finished. But Bob- Lie did not look at her. She was looking dreamily across the garden at the cream-colored car standing before the door of It's owners bouse, waiting for him.
 She thought of the long drive down to Laguna under the blue sky and the clouds that blew across it like silvery-white yachts on a blue sea. The long drive with Gus be- side her. The beach under the moon that night, with the two of them sitting on the sand, perhaps check to check.
 Perhaps he'll ask me to marry him. Perhaps that's what he wants me to go with him for,' she thought.
 Then another thought pulled her up with a jerk. If he wanted to marry her, why hadn't he told her yesterday that he was free? In stead of just telling her that he was mad about her?
 "Of course, he doesn't want to marry me" she told herself sanely and sensibly. "He doesn't want to marry anybody. He just wants to trail around, getting a little thrill here and a little thrill there."
 She knew that that was the truth about him, and it certainly hurt. She felt sore and aching and down hearted as she made up her mind what to do.
 q won't go Lottie," she said. drawing the outlines of heart with an arrow through it. on the gravel at her feet, I've made up my mind"
 She stood up as If she were go- ing to go, then dropped down on the stone bench again, and pulled an envelope from her handbag that once had been a swagGer thing of scarlet leather. It was shabby and LlSCOlOTeu HOW.
 She laid the envelope in Lottie's lap. You can see that I haven't opened it," she told her. T know all about the letter inside without reading it. I know it's a letter from man back home who wants to marry mc--and I know that in that letter, he's asking me to come home and get married. That's what he always writes, in all of his let ters. But I stay here, because I'm going to get into pictures, some Low. and because-if you want ta know it-1m just crazy about Gus. l can't help it."
 Lottie looked at Andy Jerrold'a fine dashing handwriting across the envelope. Don't you care fof that chap?"
 "Of course, I care for him" Bob lie said. ''But not the way I want 10 care for a man when l marry him. Andy's making lot of money. He's terribly good looking but just don't love him the way l should I guess I know him too well, maybc.'
 Lottie's lips went up at the cor ncrs in an odd little smile. Think of girl giving up a man like that for-this." With a wave Of her hand she took in Hollywood, spread cut below them like puzzle pie ture, and Gus MacClouds house and car, too.
 Her voice was full of quiet scorn, and Robbie got the impression sud- denly that Lottie didn't care much about Gus MacCloud.
 q know you think I'm crazy to stay here, Lottie." she said, when 1t seems that I haven't any more chance of making good than hun dreds of other girls in this town but I just can't go until I've proved it to myself. Monica says I'll never make good until I get on the right side of some director, and per suade him to give mo good parts"
 "Monica Mont you mean?" Lot lie asked with little frown and unfolded the paper on her lap. Did you see the picture of Monica in this mornings Examiner?"
 There it was, A double-column photograph of Monica, all bare shoulders and smiles and pearl beads, on the motion picture page of the morning paper,
 Under the picture was this leg end: MONICA MONT, FEATURED IN NEW MAGNIFICA PICTURE.