Evening star., 1940-09-29

The animals lcapt the gate and the crowd roarcd
Nellie b. raced into long lead Len roaed with the crowd
That boy letting her too far out she stated Your racer
is going too hard
~1Ie nodded; but the horse at 40 to out front lie
kept yelling
Take her n jock the girl kept breathing Take her in
The lly folded in the middle of the stretch, finishing ffth
He forced grin. well, we're getting closer.
She kept looking at him. The horses were unsadded the
jockeys weighed out.
What would you go back to-? she asked ITS been two
years. They may have forgotten, back there in New York
Here people know YOU Your agent still has faith in you Mr.
Zenof might give you your chance Or Mr. Basse Why
not keep trying
You don't understand This is different So is this
business and the people who run it. It's not like other ous
nesSes."
How does it differ? You learn your trade and fight for
break Her voice low earnest The market is gutted
maybe and you have tough time showing how good what
you have sell Then day buys finds
it good That's the Big Break You're way In little
while looking back it all easy you wonder why
almost kicked the traces and thank God didn't
You talk like success story.
She shook her head and the blue gned mot yet But
will If Bassel doesn't take someone will. Then Ill
show them. III quit III keep whipping till hit the
winners circle"
HE'D known girl like this before. He realized there
trying tell girl like this that she should go back
Chicago to do her whipping that she stayed out here
they'd break her heart and spirit with promises that never
mateaized
Bassel and Nsa Malare coming up past them chat
ting and laughing the star gold blond head held high SO
Others would notice her but she need not notice Others The
thought Len that if weren't for this Maare Pam
could get to I}assell.
He Let's walk" he said
She followed him up steps, the lounge and
toward the bar.
Bassel has horse in the last race he said Briar Brush
She nodded ut has bad leg
"Okay Play up anything say do Use the bad leg
you can
M,lI, tIa harap
right between them This maybe the last role he'd ever
play he told himself it had to be good Miss Mallare ne
opening the charm valve all the way Miss Prentiss,
daughter of the late famous Pop Pentiss has threatened to
jit me for dinner if she doesn't meet you DO mind?
The acresss big eyes dispeased settled him in
quiringy, moved and rested Pam Pop lrenss? she
drawled
She's good Len thought squeezing of value out
of her The brilliant trainer of thoroughbred horses
this country has known. he said
"Oh, So" The brown eyes again moved to Pam How do
you Miss Prentss She held out her hand Pam took it,
murmuring what happy moment this was for her.
Then Len introduced Pam Basse "A pleasure knowing
you Miss Prentss the producer said bandy Your father
was have handled my stables"
Il know, Len heard her reply quietly
He moved then, turning toward La Malae neatly blocking
the off from Pam and Basse What will you do next,
Miss Malare?" he asked You finished shooting Rainy
"Oh, yes. shall rest for awhile Then am slated to do
Lusre' for MIR. Bassel'
It'll take the Academy with you in it,!
They wanted me- she said - too modesy. Il am on
loan-out for that part only, you know.
At his side he could hear Pam and Basel talking That's
great Congratulations! he exclaimed.
he star gazed at him the rim of her glass You are
very enthusiastic person. Mr. Reynolds she drawed slowly
Why"
He shrugged Don't know Just am.
You have life - sparkle. You in pictures yes?
He grinned Most of the time, no.
She frowned. Il have seen you -
in New York perhaps He named the last play which