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all of them— went dancing. I love to rumba and samba. We don’t go to Mocambo or Giro’s. I’ve been to both those places, after Award parties, twice, that is, at times when I had to go, professionally, but when I’m just out for fun, I don’t like them because the dance floor is too crowded. I prefer the Grove and Freddie Martin’s orchestra, but even space can go too far. By that I mean I don’t like the Palladium, but then I don’t like to jitterbug.” I said to Shirley, “Do you suppose, maybe, you don’t like the big night clubs because they cater to the older movie crowd? You’ve never gone much with movie people.” “If you mean movie actors, you’re right. I have never gone out with any.” ^ERTRUDE Temple has done a marvelous job of bringing up a prodigious child so that she isn’t spoiled or prodigious at all. She had said, while we were alone, “We couldn’t, Mr. Temple and I, be happier over the boy Shirley’s chosen. He is so clean-cut, intelligent and trustworthy. We knew from the day of their meeting that we never had to worry about Shirley when she was out with Jack. He has a sense of responsibility and he is aware of the rather unusual demands that are made on Shirley because she is who she is. I think she’s a little yoimg to marry, but if she feels two years from now as she does today, we shall be most happy to consent to the union. The thing I always wanted for Shirley was a normal childhood. Naturally that means I want a normal womanhood for her, too, which means for her to become a wife and mother.” “We’re not going to marry in any hurry,” Shirley said. “I know lots of girls are thinking, when they are engaged to men in uniform, that they want to be married right now, regardless. But I’m thinking of a marriage for life, so we’ll wait, to make sure that it won’t be one for just a few hours. “Meantime I’m going on with my career and perhaps after my marriage, too.” She stood up, very slim and dainty in her custom-made gray linen dress, brightened by white hand embroidery, her net-bound page-boy bob, topped by a dignified, heavy braid across the crown of her fair head. “Let’s go see my things and discuss this, shall we?” I knew what she meant by that, so we put on our coats and went out across the gardens, to the small house that is Shirley’s own, and a veritable museum. Not too many people know of the existence of this playhouse, but all of Shirley’s crowd of young friends do, for here she entertains them. Its main room is quite large, probably twenty by thirty feet “done in my favorite colors, chartreuse and scarlet,” Shirley always points out. This actually means that the walls and hangings are chartreuse and its big easy chairs are upholstered in scarlet. This main room has a stage, where plays can be put on, or movies shown, depending upon the desires of the guests, and there is an open fireplace and rugs that can be rolled up for dancing and, of course, a radiophonograph with multitudinous records. All this adjoins an ice-cream soda bar — “Only now we can’t get soda or ice cream or chocolate,” Shirley chuckles. The house also has a. kitchen and girls’ and boys’ dressing rooms, for swimming pool parties on the Temple estate, and downstairs are two very large rooms, one of which holds Shirley’s doll collection, those precious dolls that were given to her by producers, critics, friends, fans, cities and even whole groups of islands, like Hawaii. The second room contains not only every costume Shirley has ever worn in every sequence of every picture, straight from Check these facts with your Doctor Douche thoroughly with correct Lysol solution. 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