Pauline Frederick : on and off the stage (1940)

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52 Pauline Frederick made her husband and retired from the stage. A large part of the next three years were spent in traveling abroad, something which she had always longed to do but up to now she had been too busy with her career. Her retirement from the stage was a great disappointment to Broadway. Although she was not yet what is called " a star," she had been a leading lady for some years and her career was being very carefully watched by Broadway managers. Just as she was ready for stardom, she brought her career to an end. They gave her no rest. Hardly a week passed that she was not made an enticing offer. It was not easy to resist them for she had taken her career very seriously. She had not yet risen to the heights that she felt herself capable of; she was not ready to sink into oblivion. Merely to taste the juice of delicious fruit is to make one yearn to consume the whole. Had Andrews' love been such that it filled her life completely, perhaps the story would have been different and resistance to persuasion of theatre people easier. But he became jealous of her popularity and they began to drift apart. As the glamor of her marriage died down, a restless urge began to torment her. After all she was a natural born actress. The fever could not be stilled. Every time she went to a theatre she would sit through several hours of misery. One day when she was lunching at the Ritz Hotel in New York, Fate decreed that George Tyler, the producer, should also be lunching there. He came over to her table and they talked theatre. She besieged him with questions, like a starving woman asking for food. He noticed it and began urging her to return to the stage. Immediately she tried to cover up her hunger and insisted that she would never come back. She had retired and that was that. But Tyler was not deceived. He talked of a new production he was planning, called " The Paper Chase." He was going to try it out in Toronto and