The Fatty Arbuckle case (1962)

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series of exercises in bed as soon as she awakened each morning. She was on her back with her legs in the air when Maude came back into the room. Maude waited until Virginia sighed and sat up. "We've just been invited to a party." "Who? What party?" asked Virginia, starting a new series of arm exercises. "A lot of people from Hollywood," answered Maude. "Some of them you know." "Who?" persisted Virginia. Maude was afraid that if she mentioned Arbuckle, Virginia wouldn't go. Yet what inducement could she offer? Virginia certainly wouldn't be interested in the other people there, especially this early in the morning. Maude was then inspired by a great idea. She said, "All the little shops around the St. Francis Hotel could be open today. Why don't we buy some things and then just look in on the party and see who is there? Maybe Al will drive us over there." Very simply, with little interest, Virginia said, "All right." Then she added, "Maybe we won't even go to the party." Maude decided to let well enough alone and not argue the point. She believed she could handle Virginia once they were at the St Francis. Maude called Al and said, "Pick us up in an hour." Al called Arbuckle and said, "It's fixed. The girls will be over." There was silence for a moment, then Arbuckle said almost incredulously, "You mean it?" Al assured him it was so. Arbuckle gave the suite number and hung up the phone, announcing loudly to the sleeping quartette, "Come on, we're going to have breakfast. And we're going to clean up around here." He shook Sherman, who seemed to be sleeping the soundest. "Up," he said. "We're going to have some distinguished visitors." Sherman groaned. Dollie wanted to know who was coming. 30