The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-01-30
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okkEAhA enAxNB, cancer, ls dischnrged from . new play bee cause MARION RANDOLPH, the star, is jealous of her shcllA searches for work and finally see cures for work and finally se- . soon to 10 on tour. DICK STAN. LEY, rich and socially prominent, asks her to give up this fob Rnd marry him hut Shcilm refuses. Her idea of marriage is q home in some little town far from Brond. way.
 Sheila is friendly with JIM ELAINE, another actor in the company from which she was tlls- charged. When Jim tells her ono day that he has unlntentiOnnlIy offended Miss Randolph, shcila warns him he may iose his job as she did.
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 The gentleman whose money was backing the play in which Marion Randolph was starred was Craig Abbott. As 1t happened, weary of financial responsibilities bringing practically no returns. 1Io was weary, too, of Miss Ram dolph's poutlng and petty tyran- nies. When things went wrong and they did frequently--Marion was quick to let everyone know 1t.
 Craig Abbott had begun to think of sailing dates and ocean liners. A long ieisurely cruise, alono and unhampered, to parts unkown. For m indefinite pes riod. That would be delightful
 He was rather new to this bust. ness of "angeling" plays. He was rather young. He was unfamiliar with tho tempestuous whims of leading ladies but during the past weeks he had been learnig ra- pidly.
 What he had learned had con- slderably changed his viewpoint. Abbott realized now that he had been making mistakes. Numerous Clever youngster. Talented. And he had allowed Mandrake to put her out of the show Nmply bo- cause Miss Randolph 50 desired. Yes, dropping Sheila Shayne from "When Lights Arc Low" had been a serious mistake.
 All this was in Abbotts mind ns Marion Randolph spoke. Ho sat on a divan in the living room of her apartment. Marion, nearby, was standing because tho nnes of hor tea-timo pajamas were better when she stood. Marion might take little thought for the nor row but she took thought con- stantly for her appearance.
 "Blaine's no good in that part" she repeated. "Got rid of him" Craig, and find someone olso,"
 Abbott looked up from tho book ho had been reading. io said, "Well. if you want him fired, fire
 she poutcd. q can't do 1t, Craig. You know that. But I'm warning you right now therc Isn't a show In town big enough for both of us.
 The man eyed hor. "Then why not fire yourself for changoP You've already gotten rid of goed comedian, . cute little dan cor, and half the chorus" Ho coNnted them off on slim fingers. You ruined two expensive cos- tumSB for no reason at all. Spiko hoels," he paused to allow his change of tone to sink in, "aron't awiully .,! good for velvet frock", arc
 "But want Blaine flrodi"
 Darling, why didn't you say that bcforo7 I'll go and 500 him right away. Whore dooB he 1.-Two? It would Do too bad to drag him way down to tho thontor tonight whom he won't Do needed"
  Ho roso and was halfway to tho door before Marion stopped him with q hand on his arm.
 "0o back and sit down." sho begged, trying to laugh. Tho venom had drained from her oyeB and at tho monent sho looked in. noeuous. Her skin, 0s sho well know and frequently announced, waB flawless, IIor hair, without that last old rlnso, would havo been lovely. It's curl was fairly natural. And the tilt of her head was superb. IGvon at that mos mont Abbott woud have agroed to
 None of those facts, however, interestod him. Ho was thor oughly tired of Mnrion and Ma rion's petty whims.
 What Is tho chaps number9 We'll got tho business ovor," Ab-
 Marion named Blaino's hotol.