The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1940-07-08

JERRY FISNEY : Movelands
youngest glamor man.
YESTERDAY. scarchins for Gusty.
70 return the ticket Francie goes 20
the studio, meets Mr. koon again.
While she waits in Rooms Office
bFash young n4au comes IN, openly
admires her Francle Is cold. naughty.
The young man rushes her INTO
Rooms office orders the agent 70 IN
troduce them properly. This IS Jcrry
Finney.' Koon announces
CHAPTER X
Cocktails Jerry Finney or
dered. Then smiling at Francie;
They make a nice martini in here.
Okay2"
Frsncie wanted to refuse. but
she couldn't find words. Her head
was stin spinning from the sud
denness of his invitation Under
the table she found a pin and
prodded herself 1t was no dream.
She was actually sitting in the
Tan Hat restaurant lunching with
Jerry Finneyl
The cocktails arrived, pale and
icy. Jerry lifted his drink, gold
flecked eyes bold as they met
Francie's. Here's to your sue
cess"
Francie raised her glass. eau
tiously touching the liquor with
the tip of her tongue. 1t burned
like I've. She pretended to drink,
then quickly set down the cock
tail.
But l told you I couldn't he on
the program" she protested weak
ly. I'm going to give my ticket
to Gusty'
The hometown boy" Jerry
snorted. Don't be silly, Francie.
That lads only trying to hog all
the good angles. Come on, drink
up"
"N-no, thanks" Francie quay
cred. IT'S very nice. but :"
Jerry's eyes crinkled. "Ciga-
ret ?"
Francie accepted a cigaret from
his gold case. Jerry held a match
for her. A perverse wisp of smoke
went down her throat, making her
cough.
lin afraid I've caught cold"
she apologized, holding the cigaret
as If 1t were a firecracker ready
to explode.
Jerry said in confidential tones:
You know Francie. you've got
something. | don't usually risk
taking strange girls to lunch, but
you're different. The minute laid
eyes on you l said to myself,
There's the loveliest girl in the
world"
oh, Mr. Finney . ="
Mister Finney!" Jerry Knocked.
We'll e.. Jerry then"
We're going to see a lot of each
other. Francie'
Are we p
Slowly her confidence was re-
turning At first she had been so
nervous she had chartered wildly:
then she had become mute. Now
a sense of power was driving off
her palsy. In spite of her inept
handling of the cocktail and ciga-
ret, she felt she had made an i'm
preston. Il never miss one of
your pictures, Jerry"
Lots of people don't" he said.
Did you read my latest write-up
in Shimmering Screen magazine >"
"Oh, yes, it was wonderful. On
ly the photographs should have
been in color to show off your hair
and eyes"
That's what I kept telling
them, oh, well, an artist learns to
accept those things"
Francie said shyly, oh, Jerry,
], well, it's like a dream being here
with you. lit all happened 40
quickly I can hardly realize it."
Jerry accepted this adulation
with modest gesture that said
all women felt pretty much that
way about Finney.
Francis put food in her mouth,
chewed and swallowed; tasted
nothing. Presently Jerry looked
at his watch and apologized:
I'm terribly sorry. Francie, but
I have an Appointment. III run
you back TO the hotel"
Jerry's scarlet roadster glttered
with chromium. On either door
was a gold crest with j. F in big
raised letters When they stopped
for a traffic signal everyone
turned TO look Engulfed in the
leather bucket seat, Francie felt
like a queen. She threw her head
back and laughed into the sunny
blue sky. Life She was drinking
deeply from an OVERLOOKING COB
let
i can't stop" Jerry said con-
temptuously as they swept up to
the hotel, "or the yokels'll be
swarming for autographs Like to
do the Miracle Mile tonight?
Francie had heard enough about
the Miracle Mile to know it re-
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