The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1933-11-09

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inc with Mae West or Baby Peggy
or one of the other beauties.
Nora'll be sure to ask about
that"
"Wait a minutew Bannister
stopped him. 81 don't know any
thing about Hollywood's private
life. All l did was work there
TRY to make Nora believe
thatw
"Well, if Nora has any such ridi-
culous notions in her head-which
l doubt-you'll have to remove
them. You're talking like Aunt
Kate! Amazing as it seems, /
have discovered that my aunt IS
one of the nations most inveter-
ate movie-goers. Never misses a
change of picturues at the State,
That's where she is tonight"
"You still have to answer for
that luncheon at the Brown Derby.
Was it Mae West or Baby
Peggy"
Neither. l tell you mere au-
thors aren't invited to take part in
the gilded social whirl out there.
Authors are herded into small
cages and told to start pounding
the typewriter"
"Well, I've warned you," Pax
ton said. eff you haven't any
true stories of the movie great
you'd better start manufacturing
some. Anyhow We'll get up lit
tie dinner next week. And how
about some golf Saturday."
Bannister applied the flame of
a lighter to his cigaret before he
spoke. "My COLTS a sin and you
know it," he said levelly. "a
great one you are to talk about
Louise Kane's piracies! You have
MT chance in a thousand of rop-
ing me in on that West Haven
coursew He glanced down at his
watch. "Lordw he exclaimed,
cts nearly nine o'clock. I had no
idea it was so late"
Paxton said, Lets see if we
can't round up a couple of others
for some bridge. Sam Paradine is
usually around here"
Bannister shook his head.
Sorry" he said, "I'll have to be
getting on. It's been great to sit
here. chewing the fat about old
times. Hope we can have another
session soon."
"Of course we can," Paxton
agreed. The dining room was al
most deserted as they left the ia
bic. To the headwaiter's bow
Paxton said casually, Good night,
Frank"
Outside in the lobby the two
men hesitated. Bannister said. 81
think I'll take a cab. Can l drop
you anywhere?"
The other shook his head. "No,"
he said, 81 think I'll see if I can
find Paradine. Stop in at the Of
flee tomorrow. why don't you?"
maybe l WILL" Banister prom
ised. "Well. I'll drift along now.
Good night JIM"
Good night, Dave"
Bannister went through the re-
volving doors out to the street. A
fine mist had begun to fall and
the air was colder. He walked to
the edge of the curb and halted
there. Then after a moment he
remembered. No use waiting and
expecting a cab to come by. cruis-
ing. He would have to go to the
other entrance of the building
where there was a cab stand. Cabs
did not cruise, expecting to pick
up fares, in fremont.
He walked to the Sixth street
entrance of the hotel, stepped in
to cab and few minutes later
was riding eastward toward his
aunt's home on the less fashion,
able side of town.
He leaned back in the scat and
closed his eyes. 1t had been good
to see Jim again. He'd enjoyed
swapping yarns with him. The
i two had been friends ever since
they first met. They had been
friends in spite of the fact that
Paxton's father owned the news
paper and Bannister's weekly pay
envelope contained $40. But jim
had always been a square-shooter,
never pressing advantages that
were his by right of, inheritance.
Yes, it had been good to talk
over old times. And then sudden.
ly Jim had spoiled everything by
speaking of dinner parties ane
golf and bridge games. The West
Haven country club where Ire
mont's elect gathered on Satrrda!
afternoons and holidays.
] Dave Bannister sighed. Wha