New Britain herald., 1930-09-03

ently. Both times I've seen her now, she's had something nice to say about you. Personally, I think she has good judgment"
 He said nothing about seeing her before the opening, and when she had said goodby he turned back to his typewriter, sat before it with folded arms and smoked and drowned. Paul had gone out for the evening; he and Johnny Rid- dle had date somewhere. But even in the quiet and solitude of Paul's absence it was difficult to write.
 In the ensuing week he finished the story ne was working on, but he re-read it with a feeling of dis appointment, an apprehension of failure. His first one had come back to him with it's third rejection. Eorimer was ready to tear it up in disgust, and he would have if Col Her had not intervened.
 Give it here" Paul said, and he took it and tucked it away in a drawer. And he counsele1 Dan to 'let it age a bit"
 Its still a swell idea, my boy, and three rejections don't change the opinion of my favorite movie critic and columnist."
 Its all wet" Dan said
 Listen who's talking. The guy who got after me for tearing up the Great American Novel! I thought you had got used to rejec- tions in New York"
 And he insisted that Dan let the manuscript lie for a month or two out of sight, and then read it again and rewrite it.
 "Old stuff" Dan scoffed
 Sure with this difference: that magazines and moving pictures are two different markets, my boy Magazines generally know just know; the idea that gets kicked in to the ash barrel today is super production tomorrow"
 Dan took his new manuscript to the Amalgamated scenario depart ment the next morning and left it there. And he spent the afternoon playing golf with Johnny Riddle, who had been after him for a week to get out and play.
 Johnny gossiped along the fair ways, talking jokingly and depre- catingly about his newest love af- fair.
 T hung on for three weeks, and then she announced her engage ment. But she's still a client She vas supposed, for a while, to be engaged to Dick Grace, the stunt flyer, but that was just a press agent story"
 And he told Dan that he had not been doing badly at all with public ity for Anne Winter.
 T landed pictures of her in a number of the fan magazines, and one Of them took on a story, too. Just a breeze, this Riddle guy; just a breeze
 After their game they drove back to the apartment to wait for Paul Collier, and Paul was late arriv- ing. When he did come in he had a queer look, and he sank at once into chair and said:
 The funniest durn thing hap pened this afternoon"
 He reached for a cigaret.
 T was walking along the Boule- yard, see? and I ran into Eva Har- ley. I had just come out of Hen rvs, and we walked along together, passing the time of day and talking about nothing in particular; and we were passing by the Montmar- tre when who should come busting cut but this chump Frank Maury. You remember him, Dan"
 Dan nodded.
 He had some dizzy looking came on his arm, and when he saw me he turned on the old smile you know. big stuff" Paul said contemptuously And then he saw Eva Harley and. boy the smile froze right on his face and he got as red IS I beet and kept right on going.
 Out that's not all. When I turn ed 10 look at Eva l thought she vas going to faint. She was as white as a ghost. She had to hold +1 | keep from falling. I was scared for m mimutC.'
 What do you suppose" John ny Riddle began loudly. but Dan held up a hand.