New Britain herald., 1929-11-16

Peter Anhcim's eyes lit mp as he saw Rita come flying into the room. glorious sight in her scanty flame drapcries with her bare slim legs and silver sandals on her feet.
 He rose quickly from tho wooden ctfice rocking chair. Taking both her hands he clappcd them together cNcitedly.
 You were right, Rita, Your Cinderella boy has come out on top. As for yourself - you were great. my dear, stunning. =" She was looking up at him, too. studying him with eyes newly criti- cal. A rugged comfortable quality was in his features and his lean, vigorous body,
 You're a regular Midas she told him. "Tcll mo, Petc. what do you intend doing with all the money you're going to make out of this show?"
 He smiled at her crookedly. She was pcrched on the desk, one hand cupping her chin.
 T guess it will go the way of the rest of it." he said. Accumulate ir q bank or be put into fresh spec 1Iations. Any suggestions to offar?'
 She looked at him queorly. Just for one moment she hostatcd, Then she smiled.
 Sure, Pete. How would you like 10 spend it on me-"
 "On you. Eita?'
 That's what l said, guess I'm .cetting bit tired Of New York. Pete. I've a notion I'd like 10 travel. Be real reckless and cN- ttavagant like. . How about it., Ptte?"
 T may seem awfully dumb, but
 Sure you're dumb, Pete. Must I go down on my knees and beg you to become my husband ,"
 His teeth set - he was standing over her. taut and grim looking,
 "I don't mind your making fun Of most everything.
 I'm not making fun. Pete. , ."
 Then don't understand. thouglt that you and this boy. Lowthcr.
 A slight pause. Rita's face was avertcd.
 You were wrong. We'rc-were mighty good pals, but - there's ;t wife in the question, quite dear, I'm not muca of a hand at home wrecking. Pete"
 You know, Rita. . ."
 His voice broke. She stretched cut her hand and touched his face, patting his check gently.
 Sure I know, Pete. I've always known. We'll play together, eh Pete? Poor darling, you've never learned 10 play. I'll resign from this show and we'll go honeymoon- ing"
 But now in some measure he realized his amazing good fortune. He laughed with her gladly and. stripping her hands, he drew her tightly into his arms. The last act had begun and Rita came back into the dressing room. She was limpins and, by the cX- pression on h"r face. she seemed 10 be in considerable pain,
 Go and fetch Jimmy'-Iimmy Icing the stage manager-sh n- structcd the dresser. q fat little woman 'Ive ripped and done something 10 my ankle"
 Behind tho womans back she winkcd prodigiously at Barbara,
 The dresser was hardly out Of ths room when Barbara cNpost ulatcd "t;ita-ihi5 idea IS crazy-myanc I-l may be failure spoil tho whole show You'd better do tn. G9nca yourself You'd better"
 Its loo late 10 back out Of il now, Barbara,' Rita said. cNaspcr atod.
 The stage manager literally wruu- lis hands But jt vas terrible. y calamity. or roursa there was al. ways the und,r,tudy, bul she wasn't much good at it
 No. Rita agreed. .ao WAS rotten She didn't ssam 10 gat the swing or tho thing s' all En,- Sh, paused and looked across at Bar hara-hor friend over there coulc do it. She shoajd do it fine. Il Jimmy persuaded her sufficient, perhaps she would consent 10 do il
 The sta~" manager looked a Earoara dubIonaly, g.. Ec inyarIahl,