New Britain herald., 1930-08-23

Did you know that?"
 Rorimer confessed that he did not. T had heard stories. of course, but I took them for press agent yarns
 Well. the true ones are the hard est to believe" she said. and Dan agreed that that must be so.
 A moment later Eva gathered her ccat about her and pushed back her l chair and announced that she must l be leaving.
 Back to my art" she said with an Injoyous laugh. Why don't you come over soon? I know Anne would like to see you"
 Thanks; l will" He felt like telling her that, since Anne had been unemployed for nearly week. she might herself have informed F!m and invited him to call But that was rather a young" way of looking at it, he reflected as he | pulled Evas chair back for her; there was no particular reason ior thinking that Anne should turn to him; there were other men in Hollywood.
 A voice hailed him as they ncared the door. and Paul Collier stood up a, a nearby table. beckoning.
 Just the man I'm looking for 1 he said. Dan, I want you to meet , Miss Louise Watkins" and he in clned toward the young woman who sat at his table Miss Wat Ilins' he explained as Rorimer shook hands with her. lis high powered writer for some of our better fan magazines. We were ] talking about you, Dan"
 'I thought 1 felt uncomfortable.' ' Dan laughed, and he presented them both to Eva Harley.
 Were just finishing dessert" " Collier said, and he urged them 10 sit down, but Eva said No. thanks; I'm afraid I'll have to get back, but Dan can stay. See you again. Dan, I hope" she urged. and 1 hurried away.
 Rormer dropped into the chair that Collier pulled out for him. Collier informed him that he had | como over to watch them put the finishing touches on Grim Holi- ! day" and Lcuise Watkins wanted 1 to know if he minded if she, too, looked on.
 She was an agreeable sort; rather plain and with a queer. twisted smile that was strangely like a pout, Dan thought he had seen her 1 somewhere before, and he told her 1 %.
 T was over here last week" she ! informed him, Interviewing Fred crick Atwood We had lunch to- ] Sether."
 Did he tell you" Collier asked. ''how it felt 10 be d police re- pcrter?' and Miss Watkins told him not 10 be sarcastic, because she thought Atwood was "vcry nice"
 All the women go for him." Col Her said. The mans got it ."
 She and Collier, Dan learned. both had passess 10 admit them 10 tho sound stages, and some time later tho three Of them were watch ing Collins directing the retaking Of one Of tho final sequences of Grim Holiday"
 Dan found chairs for them. with which they managed to straddle the heavy wires that lay all about. They sat to one side Of the camera. wrapped in it's heavy "overcoat" 10 muffle the sound of its mechanism and they watched the precise move ments of the sound crew as they placed an overhead microphone which was 10 catch the dialogue between Frederick Atwood and the feminine lead.
 This retallc is absolutely un- necessary If you ask me-" Dan in- formed them. T saw the rushes yesterday, and Collins had it just about perfect; but Adamson. the studio manager, couldn't see it. He said he wanted Atwood q little more arGent in his love making said that was what Atwood's public cNpcctal from him."
 He sighed. I'm beginning to be- lieve Collins is the only one around lore with any brains. Adamson and he went to bat. but Adamson won. Of course; he even threatened. so Collins told me, to go right to the producer, l think Collins is getting out as soon as his con- tracts up. He and Adamson hate each others - he stopped and glanced swiftly at Louise Watkins -."intest nes," he finished.
 Miss Watkins laughed. Its all right. MT. Roiimer," she said We