The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-12-17


longs you don't say anything"
n II
GRATEFULLY, Howell followed
" his advice, finding his return
to the set apparently unnoticed.
Later in the afternoon as the line
left the counter and sought places
at the tables, Jimmy inquired in
passing, Feeling all right?"
Howell didn't wonder that he
hadn't time to stop. 1t had taken
all day to shoot those few scenes
inside the cafeteria. How was a pic
ture ever completed. Such detaili
Such patient, seemingly endless
repetition! Such hours of doing
nothing while the principals or
those doing bits" rehearsed.
He knew now why Mary Dixon
had yawned with WEAKNESS. Every
muscle in his body ached.
It was almost o'clock. His first
day in the movies would soon be
over. Beyond the small commotion
caused by his faiting, what had he
done to arrest a directors atten?
ton?
The moment was not an auspi-
cious one to ask for letter to Cen
trail Casting. Better get more work
as a spec" before he asked for that.
If only he might be assured of re-
entering the studio gates. There was
a fascination about it. Something
of the same fascination Madalyn
had. Poor little kid! He'd have to
see her and thank her for the Tip"
At 6 O'Clock he waited twenty
minutes for the assistant director to
sign his check. He stood in line for
thirty minutes to cash that check
at the cashiers Office. Managed to
catch q bus to the street car line,
transferred twice and reached home
after 9 o'clock not far from COM
plete exhaustion.
DUT he took the money he had
ID earned from his pocket and
gazed upon it lovingly. He would
have liked to keep it as souvenir,
but he needed 1t too badly. A few
more days like this and he'd be
sitting pretty. He could manage
on very little so long as something
was coming in.
He fried bacon and eggs on the
greasy gas stove and went to bed
happy, but sorry that there wasn't
some way Of letting Sally Osbourne
know.
But on the next day, although
fortified with a hearty breakfast
when he reappeared at Culver City,
there was no call for specs" Howell
returned to his room and wrote an
enthusiastic letter to Eunice.
81 was in my first picture yester-
day with Harry Haines and Char
milan Davidson. It's certainly fasci-
mating and altogether different from
most of the things you hear -"
=
THAT night he dressed carefully
l. and arrived at the candy shop
in time to escort Madalyn home.
She was f1atteringIy glad to see
him. Properly thrilled at his success.
Gee. I'm glad. That's the way
to do it. just keep on trying"
When they reached her home,
she leaned against him, frankly
yearning for his arms,
why didn't you come back? It's
been more than three weeks"
Not nearly so attracted as he had
been on the other evening. Howell
felt compelled to evince more en-
| thuSiasm.
I've thought about you lot. It's
just as I told you the other day.
Madalyn. I don't feel that it's fair
to take up your time when I've no
money to spend on you"
Isn't that for me to decide?" she
countered. I'm not asking for
anything except to see you now and
then. You're different from any
one else I've ever known"
DO you think you'd be satisfied
having me meet you after work and
never take you anywhere?"
Maybe we could go some place
on Sundays. To the beach or some
place like that"
WHAT was he to do? What
w would any fellow have done in
such circumstances? And, instantly,
with the touch of her lips the spell
was woven again. She was no
longer a rather common little
waitress, but an enchantress, as
mysterious as the night.
Sure now of her power, she whis-
pered. You like me, too, don't
you?"
I'm crazy about youls