The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1935-08-17
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SYNOPSIS:

20 DARlEN breaks her enc
gagement to BRET PAUL, COLI
lege athletic star, because he OBJ
jects TO her taking JOB as hos
tess at Crest Lake Inn, fashion
abe summer resort owned by
wealthy DOUGLAS MARSH. 10
goes 70 Crest Lake and later Bret
arrives as a life guard.
Douglas Marsh's eccentric
mother dislilzcs 10. PETER
FRAGONET, film actor, pays 10
marked attentions and asks her
10 marry him as soon as he can
get q divorce, Jo becomes friend
ly with LOLA MONTEZ, film
actress.
Prompted by his mother,
Marsh asks 10 to leave Crest
Lake. She decides to go to HOl-
lywOod to look for job and Fra
Comet persuades her to go with
him by plane. He takes her to
an attractive hOtcl, promises TO
call later to take her to dinner.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER xXXVI
True to Fragonet's promise, JOS
telephone aroused her in the early
evening. When she had thanked
the operator and walked to the
window for another glimpse of her
new world she discovered that the
big sign on the foothills was OBJ
secured by the gathering dusk.
10 bathed leisurely, enjoying the
exciting luxury of the tub set flush
= sr1oo iV,rr h1o oh
and-gold fixtures, the soothing aro-
ma of the bath salts she had found
packaged and ready in their spe-
cial niche. But when she examined
her scant wardrobe she was q little
sorry she hadn't overcome her
conscience and carried away one of
the evening dresses she had bought
for her job at Crest Lake. The
gowns of Cocoanut Grove, she
knew, were daring and smart. How
would her one, not-so-unusual eve
ming gown look in those glamorous
surroundings? 10 knew the an
swer as we'll as any girl would
know it-but like many another
girl she shrugged her pretty Shout
dern and concluded that 1t would
have to do.
And when she had put on the
dress she had to confess, with
shade of egotism, that she didn't
look badly at all. Somehow she
possessed new radiance-perhaps
from the excitement of being
part of Hollywood, of being escort
ed to the rendezvous of picture
stars by one of the greatest of the
picture stars. Or was 1t true that
there was really a sort of magic in
the very air of Hollywood? There
were people who had written that
this was true, and 10 had laughed
at the absurdity of the idea-but
perhaps it wasn't so absurd, after
all.
She had dressed in a hurry, for
Fragonet had been a bit vague
about the hour he would call; and
when he did not appear at once 10
began nervously going over her
toilet. Then, realizing that in her
nervousness she was running what
ever poise she might be able to
muster for the evening, she sat
down and quietly lit a cigaret.
A half hour passed-an hour
and still another hour which
seemed to drag out twice as long
as the first. AT last 10 could stand
it no longer and she took up the
telephone directory, resolving to
call Fragonet at his home. She
knew that his residence was In
Beverly Hills, but to her dlsap-
pointment she found no Peter Fra
Comet listed in the book. Then
she remembered that the more
popular movie stars never have
their telephone numbers listed-or
list them under other names. But
she did find the number of the At
las studio and she called there.
hoping she might prevail upon
someone to tell her Fragonet's
number.
For long time the telephone at
the other end of the line seemed
to be buzzing in an empty room,
but finally a weary night operator
answered. She told 10 that she
couldn't give out Mr.. Fragonet's
Number, and that she didn't know
what it was anyhow.
10 refused to believe her. II
had an appointment with Mr.. Fra
Comet two hours ago." she ex-
planned. I'm afraid something
may have happened to him, and II
you'd pease call his home and tell
them
t"I don't know his home num-
ber," said the operator again.
"Then have you any idea where
he might be tonight at this hour?"
"Well I should think he