The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1942-05-18

turned to the girl as II pronouncing
a miracle, land it just happens"
She laughed. Eyes, I know. My
grandmother did the same thing,
but it's bit more complicated than
you think"
"And we'll worth It Oh, Just you
wait, until I'm between shows and
we can go down to the farm" He
opened a drawer and began paving
through 1t. Where is my brown
and tan dotted scarf?"
Anette spoke around her lipstick.
ION that chair. wore it with my
fur coat last night"
Larry knotted it around his neck
and began tucking it inside the col
lar of his black-green flannel robe.
Il don't remember seeing it on you
at the theater."
IT doubt" said the girl dryly, "if
you remember much about me at
the theater."
Instantly Larry put his arms
about her. Look, dear, let's not
go through all that again. thought
we settled it last night"
I'VE did. 1t was settled when you
came through the door and took
me in your arms, just as you have
me now"
At that moment the telephone
rang. Larry picked it up and said,
"Hello?" then, Eyes, August" and
after that, just listened. His wife
answered the door and let in the
waiter with their breakfasts. Larry
called into the living room, Bring
another pot Of black coffee, for
Miss Drake. And some Melba
toast"
Impatience with herself sailed
through Anette when she realized
August was joining them. Now she
wouldn't get to ask Larry about
the offer from Bradford and Sey.
mour. 'I'll have to ask my hus-
band" she had told the producers
the previous night. Well, why
hadn't she, instead Of talking about
everything else.
Larry strobe into the living room
and began yanking silver covers
from his breakfast dishes. II won.
der what she wants?" he asked ir
a tone that required no answer. Sc
Anette made none. They began eat
ing in an atmosphere suddenly
changed and uncomfortable.
August Drake wore white
housecoat of such richly brocadec
silk it could have stood alone. Nip.
ping her waist was a green belt; q
matching turban hid her hair
Anette didn't have to glance at her
own crimson velveteen robe to b.
aware OF the contrast. She knew
what 1t looked like; she had worr
it long enough.
After the briefest Of greetings
the strikingly attired actress hand.
ed q newspaper to her partner
Take q look at what Ralph Hay
has to say about the child BRIDE
Anette's establishment equalec
her husbands as he accepted the
folded paper and read aloud from
4 column.
Hey! Hey! Jack-in-a-box sur.
prise at the State-Lake last night
was Mrs. Laurence Peyton-in-a-b boz
Hooking ten years younger thar
her wedding pictures, incidentally
What happened anyway?-provine
herself a scene stealer tn match her
famous husband as she stole Tee
Pierce's thunder and made him like
II Or, did he? Anyway, no colora.
tura soprano winding up the Mad
Song from Lucia di Lammermoor'
could have plastered an opers
house audience with more extrava-
giant bows than did the child-bride.
Cute kid, huh p"
Laurence Peyton's fiabbergasted
look changed to one Of anger.
Well, that's just dandy How did
you happen to do 1t
What do you expect me to do
in the EVENING" I'm far from well
come In your neighborhood."
IT'S all RICH. to see a show, but
don't 60 about making an exhibi-