The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1942-06-15

Ralph Hay met them outside
Larry's room. To Anette he said,
Hi, kid" as II addressing her at a
cocktail party, murmured more Sc
dately to Lois and her brother, then
took Anettes arm and led her down
the hall.
She protested, Il thought that
was Larry's room back there"
Yes" Hay said. He gave her a
long look, then reached out and
braced her upper arms in his strong
stubby hands. You're always taxi
ing 1t on the chin. kid. so you may
as well take this the same way.
Larry doesn't want to see you"
Instead of tottering or weeping,
the girl seemed suddenly to pos
sess a magnificent control. Ralph
Hay felt her shoulders grow rigid
in his hold, as anger came to her
rescue.
Isn't Larry a little mixed up?
II one Of us has the right TO refuse
to see the other, it is T." With flu
riously rough gestures she wiped
drops Of rain from her face. No
tears. Just rain. mo time that he
has disappointed or deceived me
compares with this. This is the
worst" Her lips Strengthened and
the topaz eyes were almost hidden
beneath her straight, heavy lashes.
Lois scarcely dared speak to her
when she rejoined them. The grind
ing. set expression on Anette's
tanned face was frightening. Final
ly. Lois whispered, rs something
wrong?"
Larry doesn't want TO see me-"
Anette made the statement as II
she were quoting words.
The Lyndon girl motioned her
brother to take Anette down to the
car, then turned to the press agent,
What goes on?"
The man looked exceedingly
grave. unfortunately. Larry was
not knocked out. He got a good
look at his face. which is a mess
So he has been pretty hard to
handle. He is brooding over the
scandal and. Of course, over the
condition OF Sandra Owens"
The blonde girls face was pale
and her features bore an expires.
sion kindred to Hays. But why
tell that poor girl he doesn't want
to see herr"
IT'S true. Don't ask me why"
The man frowned. 1T may be that
he doesn't want Anette to see him,
not that ne doesn't want to see her.
All know"-the voice Of the dap
per, blase n ewspaper n was
hoarse. AL know is he said for
me TO keep her out"
Each day Anette tried to see her
husband. She called at the hospital,
telephoned, wrote beseeching let
tiers, all in vain. No one helped her.
The doctors did not want their pa
tent disturbed. Ralph Hay was un-
bearably loyal to Larry's wishes.
Worse still, he told her so little,
and invariably II was covered with
Glowing subterfuge.
Stick to your work, my little
pigeon. hear you're going to be
swell Mona. Be patient. The Egyp-
tian mummy probably will see you
some day." Egyptian mummy? 1t
sounded horrible.
Not even his studio would help
her They were angry twice with
Laurence Peyton. The flop, he had
been in his last picture. And now
this scandal.
Nothing but trouble. He's no
good without Drake" the two main
executives told her moaningly.
She braved their critical anger
and said, That's not true and you
know it. Any good leading lady,
teamed with Peyton, could MAKE a
good picture.
With gesticulations OF fat, WELL
kept hands, they told her, 1T
wouldn't matter how good a pic
ture Peyton made. We couldn't sell
it. We couldn't even cram it down
the public's throat. II may not
seem so awful to you, Mrs. Peyton,
but your husband has been in a