The Wilmington morning star., 1940-03-30
CHAPTER ~TWENTY-THREE

LII
When Cholly and Romany were
getting ready for bed, Romany could
see that Cholly was fighting tears.
She knew that seeing Trery with
Myra Noyes had been a shock. But
she decided it would be very bad
psychology to let her friend know
she saw through her effort to ap-
pear Indifferent.
you could have bowled me over"
she laughed gaily, when I saw
Myra and Terry walk in. Now,
where do you suppose they ever
metz"
Cholly's voice was muffled.
"I-couldn't say"
WELL" Romany smiled, Il can't
think of two people who deserve
each other more! They're a good
match. If Terry was looking for a
girl to borrow money from, he
couldn't have done much better.
And he'll make a handsome gig
olo."
Cholly WINGED, but Romany added
brutally:
Thank heaven he has found
someone else! That's the reason he
hasn't been around Fostering you,
I guess"
Terry looks fine, don't you
think?" Cholly sat down on the
floor to take off her stockings.
"I-was surprised"
Romany laughed lightly.
You didn't expect Terry to sit
around and weep over you, did
you? You forget men aren't like
women It doesn't take them long
to turn around and see another pref
i. ty face"
Il guess you're right" Cholly said
miserable. I'm glad he was sober"
THE evening was yet young,"
Tipped Romany.
Maybe" sighed Cholly, Miss
Noyes will help Terry find a radio
job. If he'd get a break, maybe he'd
change"
IF he gets a break" Romany
shifted, he'll have just that much
I1lOlC 111OllCy " I4lIoW oNoy IL
clubs. There's one leopard that will
never change his spots. If he didn't
change 'em for you, he certainly
won't for Myra Noyes. Well. let's
get some sleep. Tomorrow I'm a
working girl.'s
When Romany snapped off the
light, Cholly buried her head in her
pillow, crying softly. Romany knew,
and ached to comfort her. But she
felt Chol1y must get Terry O'Rourke
out of her system in her own way.
Perhaps if Cholly believed Romany
thought she was falling back on her
pride, and not caring what Terry
did, or with whom he was seen, it
might help her.
Both the rehearsal and the
broadcast of twilight of Love-
went smoothly on Monday afternoon.
Cholly tuned in from the apartment
and marveled at Romany's Celeste.
Her voice was low and musical, as
different from the average run of
cut and dried dramatic school voices
as day from night.
Any one hearing Romany Halle
once would never forget her. Sen
timental little Charlotte wiped
tears of happiness from her eyes.
She was just as happy as though
it were all happening to hersef.
Trotter was relieved that appar-
emily Myra had made up her mind
to eat dirt as gracefully as posi-
BILE. She ignored Romany as
though she were mud under her feet,
however, which was just as well.
Romany took the same tactics with
her. 1t was business, and that was
that.
Other members of the cast were
smart enough to pretend to ignore
the Noyes-Haile feud. But they
were secretly enjoying it. Jane
Marters smile and gaiety helped to
tighten the situation in the studio.
A place could never be like a morgue
for long with Jane around.
From the broadcast, Myra went
into the press department. There
were a few things she meant to find
out. She sought Joe Telling.
"Come downstairs and I'll buy VOL
a highball, joey" she offered smil-
ing. tits time for you to go any
way, isn't it?"
"Yeah!" He got up. "And a little
drink won't do us any harm"
Joe was pretty sure he knew why
Myra was SO nice to him. But il
didn't worry him much. Myra waitec
until they were having their SECOND
highball before she came to thu
point.
Joey" She looked up then. "Tel
me something. Will you?"
Maybe" he grinned. Shoot"
How come the press department
let Romany Halle run for the tele
vision tit1e?" :
ANY one can join up" shrugged
Joe. whats press got to do with
it?"
"Well, you certainly must b.
spending a lot of money on her
That life-size picture IN color in thu
lobby certainly cost a pretty penny
And she isn't an Interstate Artist
I don't get it."
you can do a lot of things whel
you've got the dough-"
II get it." Myra pursed her re
lips thoughtfully. "she is footin'
the bills"
Joe shrugged, srinning again.
Il amt a sayin'."
Myra leaned toward him.
well, I've got something to tel