The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-06-03
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By Marie Blizsrj e pss swAA&


 i When she wasn't seeing Dix, Lin- da was usually on Q buying spree. She bought heavenly clothes. She had Q sable scarf, Q silver fox, a tiny coat of ermine. Then, in a frenzy of happiness, she had her apartment redecorated by Markell, Hollywood'S most expensive decora- tor. She had her hair cut in Vic- torian bangs. She did everything she could think of to make her out- ward self over into something she had never been because her inward self was 50 happy.
 Dix's footfall on the floor before he opened the door. His voice, breaking into song unexpectedly. His sudden laugh. A quick gesture as he turned his head. The ever- new thrill of having him kiss her, fold his arms tightly about her. These were the things that made her feel alive, taught her to be exultant, and sweetened her nights with dreams. She forgot every thing in the past. She had never had anyone to pour out her love upon before, she told herself. Pete? No, Pete had loved her. One gives and one receives. Pete wanted her to receive.
 If that was what she wanted, she had 1t to it's full measure. Dix liked to receivel He gave in gaiety and he received with grace. He re- fused to accept Linda's help to get him Q job. Sc loved him for 1t and added nobility to his virtues.
 But she did try to help him. She took him everywhere. She gave parties, and invited stars, pro- ducerS, directors, assistants = any, one she thought could help him. She made him sing. She made him study. She turned deaf ears to what she heard about herself and her attachment to him. She met embarrassment with calm dignity. She was doing 1t for Dix. She would show them that her faith was not misplaced. Dix loved her and he would make good for her sake. For his own primarily, she knew in her heart. but wasn't that the way with men since time be- gan?
 She saw no flaw in him, no mis- takes in her own feeling for him. She was not the first woman in Hollywood to use her power to help 6 talented man. She was glad that she had been able to get Q small part for the little extra who had told her about Dix.
 But time went on and Dix was getting nowhere. He came. to her, at last, and told her he was going back to extra work.
 T don't want you to do that, darling. If 1t were part-even Q small one--it would be worth some- thing, but as an extra, your face will get to be know by the direc- tors and you won't get out of that rut." Then, very casually, If you need money until something comes along I could loan you some"
 He kissed her hands. T don't need money, honey. Only I'm get. ting tired of waiting around. If something doesn't break, think I'll go back to New York and try radio"
 "oh, no, you can't go back to New York;" How could she let
 "You've been wonderful, drag ging me out to show, but I don't seem to get over. The one man l want to meet Is Basil Thorne. He's the only one making musicals worth trying for"
 Linda didn't say anything then.
 i've been trying to meet him, but he's inaccessible" He waited for a moment. "You know him, don't your"
 "Yes," she said shortly. "But I'm afraid I can't do anything for you there."
 Dix sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Wisely he said nothing for Q few minutes that seemed like hours. Look here, couldn't you just ask him in for a cocktail-for me?"
 "Fraid not Linda didn't look at him while she lit her cigaret.
 .(TO Be Continued)