Modern Screen (Jul-Dec 1945)

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Tom Drake just couldn't forget — the summer stock gang, New York breaks — and his Chris. ■ The telephone rang like a five-alarm fire at Tom Drake's house after he and his new bride. Chris, got back from their Las Vegas elopement. Like blissful dopes, that love-happy pair had wired all their Eastern friends to call them collect and get the good news in person and already a dozen long distance congratulations had mortgaged Tom's salary for the next fiscal year, when Christopher's mother in Stroudsburg. Pacame on the line. That was the call that counted and both Tom and Chris shouted the big news. into the mouthpiece, as excited as kids and eager as beavers. "Josie." they cried, "it's Tom and Chris. We're married ! "Ha-ha-ha-ha." they heard over the wire. "This is very amusing."' "But we just got home from Las Vegas— "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha." trilled Mrs. Josephine Dunne, "vou two can think up the silliest jokes!" "B-but — ." cried Tom and Chris desperateh. "Josie. Mother, listen — we're realh married. The license, the 30