The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-09-13
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When she was beside him in the
car once more he continued where
he had left off. Was I right
Anne?"
I'm afraid you we're" she smiled
What's to be done about it?"
Something should be done about
Immediately" He added. seri-
ously: You're going to fall in love
some day. Anne, and when you do
you're going to be better actress.
Haven't I heard something like
that before?"
I wouldn't doubt it," he admit
ted. odd truths are the truest
ones, after ALL
But how do we know they are
truths? Doesn't that sound like an
extraordinarily simple prescription
for successful fall ir le-~
Sloan shook ms read. he was
driving through a darkened stretch
and Anne could not see his face
you're laughing at me- his voice
came to her presently, and I'm
telling you something that's good
for your soul You're young
Anne. and you're untouched by life
and -
He paused, and Anne wondered
then if he was going to add some
thing trite-something after the
manner of fiction writer's, about
bringing out the woman in her to
bring out the actress.
But he didn't. He said instead,
You've a great talent, Anne. but
you don't use it all. You haven't
learned yet to let yourself go;
there's something that don't
knoW-there's something inside OF
you that you're keeping locked up.
II said that when you fall in love
you're going to be a better actress.
and l mean it. I know it doesn't
sound original, because there's an
awful lot of CUFF printed about
actresses having to live their parts
to act them, and all that sort Of
thing. And of Course - sensible
DGlh sui hlIONO ~ Oh VI lAN
A NNE said hunbly. I'm sorry
IA She said, II don't understand,
though, what you mean about lock-
ing something up inside of me.
Sloan pressed his foot on the
brake pedal. and when the car
stopped he turned and faced her.
Look at me" he said.
And Anne wonderingly did as he
told her, because she had become
accustomed to obeying that author
itative ring in his voice. So she
looked at him, and Sloan gazed into
her eyes without a word, and then
he deliberately kissed her.
Anne drew back from him. and
Sloan. with a little smile playing
on his lips. continued to sit there
and look at her.
"Well?"
Anne said quietly, coldly. That
was a cheap trick
Are you angry?"
laughed softly. There you are,
he said. You're angry, of course,
but instead of being nice and prim-
tive about it and slapping my face,
you give me the high-hat treatment.
Anne" he declared. you're too lady
like-youre too cold. God gave you
emotion. Use it"
And then ne apologized for kiss
ing her. Not that I didn't want to.
though, he added with a grin. 1T
was a clinical experiment, but it
was something more, too. If you
showed me any encouragement at
all. I'd fall for you pretty hard,
Anne
He drove her home then and
advised her to get a good nights
rest, and Anne obediently went
straight TO bed.
She lay awake for a long time,
though. thinking that Garry Sloan
was a very strange person, wonder
ing If what he had said about her
could be true. Too lady-like-too
cold-God gave you emotion-use
it."
She was troubled.
But on the set the next morning
he greeted her as though nothing
at all had happened. He said
Good morning, Anne. Feeling fit?"
I had nine hours sleep" she an
swered. smiling. Il should be-
Good" There was something
else to be done, he said, before he
would be ready for her. So Anne
waited, talked for a while with
Dan Rorimer, who did not hnger
near her long, however. but found
things to keep him busy.
Anne thought he was little
abrupt. but she quickly excused it.
She thought, ON the way TO her
dressing room: I'm nothing but
nerves"
1t was nearly noon wher her turn
finally came and she stepped be-
meath the binding lights. Rorimer
watched her. and he watched Garry