Evening star., 1934-09-02


she got somewhere.
Opening her eyes offered fresh problems.
Floor and ceiling were performing such fan
tastic stunts Which belonged where? Well.
anyway, she had arrived. She felt comfort
beneath her slim body.
~Groggy?" asked matter-of-fact voice OUT
of somewhere Here, drink this"
Mitzi,s head was supported Coffee.
strong and hot, held to her lips. She
gulped it down and it took command OF the
situation amazingly.
b'Thank you," she managed politely, and
then. with faint grin, IF that's the right
cue"
~How should 1 know?" snapped the tan
young man at her side, "I never kidnapped
Hollywood star before"
Mitzi's startled gaze became indescribably
tangled up in a pair of brilliant green eyes
like emeralds under clear water.
She snorted audibly. The effrontery Of this
good blocking girl snatcher.
"Why," she gasped inquiringly after
puzzled stare you're the new publicity man
for Max Steinwal, aren't you? you on
the lot yesterday"
f-Yeah that's me- he returned, inelegantly.
Names Bruce Tanner. Swell way to meet
. my boss. isn't it?"
:. And what's this?" Her expansive gesture
took in her crude surroundings "High-geared
publicity stuff-or what?"
Nothing else but he grinned with a fash
Of strong white teeth.
mice and cheerful about it. aren't you2' she
pouted, wrathfuly. She sat up a little un-
steadily ON the edge of the rough bunk
''well, I'm sorry we had to treat you 50
rough. You put up a fight, you know, and
that Misunderstanding chauffeur of yours fed
you shot of dope when my back was turned.
never will like that guy
Neither will l. He's too darned realistic to
suit me-"
"Tn say he is We had to put him wise,
Of course but-hows the head now? Better?"
Mitd nodded and looked curiousy around the
two-room cabin. 1t was roughly comfortable
"A hunting camp de luxe, she decided. A
wide stone fireplace. a radio on small table,
q packing box held an oil stove and supply
Of groceries.
EVIDENTLY Max expected her to remain
l. here counting her calories in the setting
he had provided And when a director as
famous as Max Steinwall gives girl her first
break-wel there's no reason why she shouldn't
jump through hoops if he says the word
Besides, it wouldn't be so bad with such
keen looking publicity man on the job. Bruce
Tanner wasn't anything like the the
mill variety of movie actors. He looked clever
enough to carry out a plan daring as this.
Yesterday she had followed his tall figure
around with her eyes every time he popped
well worth looking at with his clever young
face and dark hair sprinkled with gray.
But today she was thrilling to his feet 2
OF virile physique as she had never thrilled
before in her short life. A rather staggering
discovery but one that speeded up incredibly
the tempo Of her heartbeats.
~How did we get here anyway" she in
quired now. THE last thing remember Is
being bundled into car and"
I'VE drove all night-or Ben did," Bruce
Informed her Eve brought your maid along.
She slept most of the way. But you had me
scared stiff. I held you in my arms all the
time"
"Oh, spare my bushes" she cooed mali
ciously What scene to be counted out on"
He took that philosophically and busted
himself with the smodering logs. Coaxing
way he had with wood fires. The wind was
rising and from the high-placed windows she
could see bare brown branches against a gray
Wintry sky.
She slipped of the side of the wooden bunk
and came closer to the fire, glad somehow
that the little green wool frock with It's stick
up" sleeves becoming.
He looked down at her as she stood beside
him. His eyes were casual. Her exquisitely
shaped head just reached his tweed-clad shoul-
der. Contoured with swirling waves Of nodded
gold her hair took on a ruddy CLINT as the
flames leaped higher and higher.
1T was-a wonderful experience, you know"
he said in low voice. "for a man who hasn't
the ghost of right to such break as that"
Mitd's black-lashed gray eyes wrenched them
selves hastily away from that luminous green
gaze. What modest remark She stole an
other glance artfully. He was looking moodily
and unsmiling into the flames, his good looking
fece little stern and set. Maybe he had an
mferiority complex. And, goodness that was
the hardest kind to dirt with You had to
build up some resistance first before YOU even