The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-04-21
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She asks re pardone. yes?" Her
lashes swept up and down. She
vas the picture of innocent
naughtiness.
The Colonel roared. He shouted.
aGreat-swell." He sent for script
writers and Hilda performed for
them. She sang again and again,
folk songs, opera, popular num-
bers.
At last they decided on, 81 Can
Dream Can't =" Her cunning
mannerisms suiting it. At seven
the script was finished and ready
for rehearsal.
Not that she needs rehearsing."
the Colonel said. vastly pleased.
She's a natural. Steve. l told
you So"
Together they left the studio.
How about Bernsteins for sea
food ," Steve suggested.
The Colonel regretted that he
must hurry away to keep a din.
ner engagement.
Left alone Hilda glanced up at
Steve. Il think Mimi is expecting
you" she said.
Damn" he exploded. 81 forgot.
Wait till call her.
She waited while he dialed. He
had been detained by business.
Would not another time do as well.
Listening he tapped his foot.
At last he said, ali right, Mimi.
In half an hour"
When he hung up the receiver
Hilda felt unaccountably disap-
pointed. They walked down the
echoing corridor to the elevator.
I'm little nervous about
Tuesday night" she told him, not
wanting to talk of Mimi do you
suppose I'll have stage fright ,"
Steve seemed distracted. The
Colonel will make it easy for you
he treasured her. After Tuesday
night I hope to be in a position to
offer you a contract. Three broad
casts week at-say-" He
named a staggering amount and
Hilda gasped.
Goodness racious, she
laughed What do I sare about
the Irish Sweepstakes ?"
You didn't really think you'd
win, Hilda," his eyes on he lovely,
expressive face.
Yes, l did. Wasn't it silly Of
me l took a fortune teller's word
for it. Guess I'm not very smart"
They had stopped at the office
building entrance. Hilda moved
one toe, looking down at it.
Stephen at her
What will you do with yourself
tonight ?" he asked.
"ll have dinner in that cute lit
tie Melody Lane She glanced up,
her eyes crinkling in the most
fascinating way. isn't it fun the
way the doors open all by them
selves in Melody Lane?" she asked
youthfully.
An electric eye" he explained,
not at all interested in magic
doors, captivated by a strand of
pure gold which blew across her
cheek
"Afterward I'll go back to the
hotel and write a letter to Sally,
she was at the church that day"
the light fading from her face as
if shadow had fallen across it.
Steve" she hesitated. "if Mimi
answers keith's letter-if she tells
him I'm in California"
DO you want her to tell him ?"
The shadow had also fallen on his
face.
Il don't know" wistfully. After
what you said last night I don't
know. I'm sort of looking for
ward to seeing him.
Steve spoke a bit impatiently.
doubt if Mimi remembers your
name. And there would be no
reason for mentioning it in a letter
to Keith"
A garage man brought Stoves
car to the curb. Hop in and I'll
drive you to Melody Lane" he
said.
At the restaurant she asked,
al sec You lO1nOfTOW, steve
one hand on the car door she
seemed reluctant to leave.
Yes, I'll drop in and see how
the rehearsal is going" He let
the motor idle. do you want to
see me tomorrow ,"
But of course" She turned
away Goodnight. Steve"
Goodnight" he said. and added
under his breath. sweetheart"
Stephen was late arriving at his
fathers home. Going to the din
ingroom Mimi slipped her hand
his arm. She was exotic
and intensely feminine Her cheek
touched his shoulder.
Have you seen the little blonde
girl today can't remember her
Which little blonde girl ?"
Steve inquired so casually that
Mimi forgot her fears.
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