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A famous screen lover reveals his fascinating views on love and marriage
Me Marry? Never!" proclaimed George Raft. Isn't that always the way, though? The good ones are so hard to catch.
"Why should I tie myself down?" he amplified argumentatively. "As it is now, I can go where I please when I want to and no one will land on me."
"Oh, come," I wheedled, "you don't really think women are as bad as that, do you?"
George scowled in a way that didn't scare me a bit.
"Well, no," he growled. "I suppose there are some who look nice enough — and probably about one out of four is as sincere as she seems to be nice."
I was not impressed. George Raft climbed a mighty tough road from the dingy sidewalks of New York to the pinnacle his genius merits. But even hard roads have good women plodding them. It seemed impossible that a man whose keenness of perception enables him to see and breathe warmth into the most unsympathetic role, could be blind to that.
• George suddenly grinned rather sheepishly.
"Thunder! What's the use of pretending. The truth is, there are a darn lot of nice women. Maybe that's the trouble. I can't narrow it to one — and maybe she would turn me down."
I had my own opinion on that. Even a blind girl could sense something fine beneath the worldliness of this man. Some innate sensitiveness that had been enriched rather than coarsened by contact with the strange and sordid ways of men.
Aloud, just to see him squirm, I said, "Well maybe she would at that. You're rather nice but you are so positive." I held my breath at my daring, but imagine my surprise when he did not even argue. In fact, he spoke as gently as I ever heard him on the screen — gently but with a decided, "this settles that" tone.
"Maybe I am positive," he said. "I don't mean it that way. I've just made up my mind, that's all. I haven't a thing against women. I have been mighty fond of some. I was not thinking of their faults — merely my own desires." He paused, "I don't like restraint, I guess."
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