The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1940-07-06
Ticket to
Hollywood
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Continued from rage -
"Oh." Frsncie oreathed. I'D
love il"
Rooms big office was filled with
people. Sit here, honey. ne said
in his rapid stsccato way. III
buzz you in a few minutes He
breezed through door marked
Private
Francie sat down. crossed her
legs She swung her toe and tried
10 appear as if Hollywood were
an every day occurrence 10 her.
The platinum blond receptionist
smiled.
I'm keep after Koony,a she
promised. He'll probably forget
you
Il hardly think SO" Francie said
with touch of condescension.
You see I'm a personal friend
Of his"
But az the minutes dragged by
she felt less and less important.
| She wished she hadn't been so
naughty. She hated TO ask the
receptionist to buzz Mr.. koon now.
The door behind her opened to
admit stocky young man of
about 10. He wore a loud plaid
sport coat and maroon shirt open
at the throat. Dark glasses COW
cred his eyes.
Approaching the receptionist he
said, Top o. the morning. blonde.
Hows about telling koony I'm
here"
Slow up, handsome" the girl
retorted. Right now Koony
wouldn't see Clark Gable"
Stop kidding" the young man
said. He put his hand on the
swinging gate I'm seeing koony
now" He turned to note the effect
of his importance on the others
who had waited. saw Francie.
Well
Francie was looking her best in
blue. She had brushed her amber
hair to a high-lustered perfection.
Her brown eyes were big with ex-
citement, her cheeks and lips
freshly VIVID.
The young man stared in bold
admiration. With a grin he said,
Maybe I'll wait, after ALL
He took the empty chair next
to Francie and lit a cigaret.
From the corner of her eye Fran
Gle saw that he had lovely red
gold hair like Jerry Finney. She
tried to appear disinterested. but
she could feel the sudden hammer
of her pulses.
Been waiting long ," he asked.
Having been taught to beware
of Washers, Francie made her
voice properly cold: "Oh, not
long
III ease you in ahead of these
! other yokels,' he said. "Koony
ought to be shot keeping a beau
tiful creature like you waiting
Francie didn't know what to
say. She could feel hot color
sweeping into her face. Without
looking at him, she said sedately,
That won't be necessary. thank
you. Mr.. koon and I are old
/ friends"
Just like that" he laughed, I'M
abashedly twisting around to get
a better look at her. Say, anyone
ever tell you you're darn photo
genie -
The word baffled Francie. -
"N-no."
well, you are. I don't mean
any of this high-polish stuff like
the makeup men dish out. You're
fresh" He bent so close that
Francie could see the faint dust
of freckles across his nose. TN
bet you're not from Hollywood" -
Francie struggled internally.
She had never been talked to like
this before. In a vague sort Of
way she recognized it as flattery.
But the words had such a lovely
sound. She wanted to hear more.
/ She adored the young mans voice.
| 1t had a faint Irish Tilt that re-
! minded her of Jerry Finneys
voice
] "Okay, If you want it proper"
the young man said. Well make
Koony introduce us" He took her
arm. Come on"
Dazedly Francie was pulled past
/ the protesting receptionist into Mr..
Rooms office koon withdrew his
head from a stack of papers,
! turned his scowl into smile.
The young man said, We want
TO he introduced, Koony."
Sure, sure" Koon chuckled.
then said to Francie, Fast work.
honey. This beautiful Irish lad
is Jerry Finney."
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