Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1920)

74 Going Some (Continued from page 72) of greeting and recognition with Roberta and Jean. Speed, let us bear in mind, was the Roberta rece champion vocal athlete of Yale. This was "PincKed for his busy day and he was in perfect form for the meet. He dressed his part with great elegance of exciting flannels, panama hat with gay Yale ribbon band, and, crowning all, a vari-colored ribbon bearing the golden words "Cheer Leader." A few steps away Speed paused and smilingly surveyed the group. His eyes rested on fluffy .Helen a moment. Stockstill he stood gazing at her. In that moment he became a lost man. She caught the steady look and turned her head away, but she was smiling as she looked away. Helen could not be offended by admiration. And what a splendid manly looking chap he was! Speed was about to join the party with a view to an introduction, when a cheer for Yale came billowing down the stands, and he turned with a look of "duty first" upon his face as he went cavorting down the line cheer-leading. "Rah, Rah, Rah! Rah! Rah!! Rah!!!" Meanwhile back at the grandstand was a scene of suppressed tragedy. Roberta and her husband had come face to face in the throng. "Come, Roberta, I must speak with you." His voice was trembling but determined. Keap took his wife by the arm and led her to a spot apart from the crowd. She stood aloof and coldly looking at him. There was supplication in Donald Keap's voice when he spoke. "Roberta, all those three years over there your face was always before me. All those three years I have been coming home, to you and — " "Don, I'm sorry — ^but I just do not love you." She started away. Donald seized her arm. "But great Heavens girl — I love you and you are my wife — won't you come — " And now she was angered at his persistence. "There's no chance, Don. I have made up my mind. I am leaving at once for Nevada to get a divorce." Roberta rejoined her party in the noisy, merry grandstand. J. Wallingford Speed sauntered up, with a studied deliberation of approach. He cast a nod at the starved a telegram. eyed Helen — a nod which did not escape the reckless driving." resentful observation of the pink and fat Fresno at her side. Speed glanced from Roberta to Helen and back again to Roberta with a wistful look in his eyes. Roberta was quick to catch the plea. She presented Speed to Helen and her companion without delay, and as Fresno rose she added, "Mr. Fresno sings with the Stanford University Glee Club." Fresno forced a frigid smile and Speed countered quickly in one supercilious word. "Tenor!" Speed pushed himself into conversation with Helen, swiftly discovering her infatuation with affairs athletic in general and athletes in particular. Fresno, ignored, betook himself to join the others of the party. He found Roberta pouring out the story of her marital unhappiness to Jean. " — and when we separated Donald gave me a sheep ranch in Nevada. It is called the 'Flying Heart.' I've never been West, but now I'm going to live on the ranch for six months and get my divorce." Roberta looked up smiling at Fresno. He cast an eye back at Speed and Helen. He felt the glow of an inspiration. It was an inspiration bom of his jealousy of that fellow Speed. "Well. I say. Mrs. Keap — why not start off with a jolly little house party and include Helen and me?" "Fine. fine. I'll do that. Jean, will you come?" The party was organized on the spot. They called to Helen and she sprang up. accompanied of course by Speed. Addressing Helen, Roberta told her of the party. Speed awaited no in\ntation. "We'll be delighted, delighted, I assure you, Mrs. Keap." He answered for them both. Then with a smile he took Helen back to her seat and resumed his never failing conversation. "I am just sure that Culver is going to win," Helen purred. "Yes. I am sure he will, too." Speed spoke slowly and impressively. "You see. Culver is my roommate and with Jean here and evervthing this race means a lot to him, so naturally—" ' (Continued on page 76)