The Wilmington morning star., 1940-03-29
CHAPTER

radio scripts.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Cholly held the radio page of the
Sunday Globe out to Romany as h
awakened. Romany asked sleepily:
What next?"
There's hardly DON left for the
programs. Look at your picture! 1t
takes UP half the page" Romany
sat up in bed.
Gimme. quick"
She read:
Farm Implement Heiress Makes
Radio Bow Tomorrow. AS Celeste,
the new menace in Myra Moves hit
Twilight Love- this new beauty,
Romany Halle, comes to the air
waves. Miss Halle also is in the
race for the title of Miss Television.
The contest takes place during the
holidays by fan voting
The picture showed Romany IN
Aunt Cissie's most seductive gown,
her lovely back barred and her head
turned so that her clear-cut,; sun
tanned profile stood out beautifully.
1t was framed by her jet black hair,
sleeked over her ears, with a soft
roll low on the neck.
You look like royalty ought to
look" Cholly sighed %enviously. Il
don't blame 'em for laying that
heiress business on thick. Oh,
Romany, aren't you lucky"
$50 will you be some Of these
days." Romany predicted brightly,
wishing again there were some
thing she could do to help Cholly
in radio. eff 1 could help you get
a START"
LAS if living here ~chaperoning you
isn't saving my life" Cholly tried to
sound cheerful. "You stop worrying
about me and enjoy your success!
I'm just as happy as you about the
breaks you're getting"
II know you are, darlin'." Rom
any slipped into her house coat. But
I'd be terribly jealous if you were
in my shoes and 1 in yours"
"Yes, you would" scoffed Cholly.
you're just the type!"
Brent and Ronany were on the
beach that afternoon when Dover ar
rived for the promised Sunday din
ner. Cholly met him at the door in
a big white apron she'd found hang
ing in the kitchen, It va twice
her size. Her face was flushed and
there was a smudge Of flour on her
cheek. Dover kissed the smudge
away.
"Woman!" He stood back hold
ing her at arms length. eff you
weren't you, I'd almost say you'd
spent hours picking out a costume
to dazzle me with"
"Just for that" threatened
Cholly, "Ill put arsenic in your
fried chicken. I was going to
change before you got here. But
you're fifteen minutes early"
Il couldn't wait" grinned Dover.
You look like an angel costumed
by Omar the Tentmaker."
Cholly started for the kitchen. DO
you want to come out here? I'm
right in the middle Of things"
Dove shifted at pots and pans.
Fried chicken, mashed pota-
toes, green beans, celery. Home.
made apple pie! I came early just
to make sure you really we're going
to cook"
The door bell rang. Cholly was
rolling chicken in flour.
"Ill get it," said Dover.
He came back loaded down with
packages.
These seem to be for you."
Cholly looked p%erplexed. She wiped
her hands on her apron.
Il didn't order anything sent.
Maybe Romany did"
mo, they're for you" Dover
could hardly see over the load in
his arms.
"Take them into the living
room" Cholly followed him out of
the kitchen. There must be some
mistake"
Dover put the packages down
on the table unsmilingly. Cholly
opened the long box first. Two doz-
en- American beauty roses! In an
other box were two bottles. of
champagne. Five pounds of candy.
Several magazines.
She looked at Dove severely.
Then she threw her arms around
his neck happily.
Thanks, Santa Claus, But don't
let it happen again, or I'll never
invite you to dinner"
Dover lied blandly:
Il didn't do it. They're probably
from some old guy with whiskers
who likes red hair and freckles. I
go Tor blondes myself"
Dover was scrubbing vegetables
for the salad when Brent and Rom.
any arrived from the Beach.
Well" Brent grinned," if this
isn't as touching a little domestic
scene as these old eyes ever lit upon.
Blow me down, if I don't smell
orange blossoms around herep!
1--WE calls it home" grinned
Cholly. "And shut up before I put
you to work. Come to think of it,
I guess you and Romany had bet
ter set the table,"
II was afraid of that sighed
Romany. But wait'll I take a
shower. The guest shower is down
the hall. Brent, I'll meet you at the
silver cabinet in five minutes"
1t was a gay dinner, and a deli.
cious one. Dover ate as though il
were his last meal.
"Charlotte!" He got up finally