Photoplay (Jul-Dec 1923)

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section "Or, that is," she amended, "she's done something foolish; something that may interfere with her work, and I want you to help me fix it up without her knowing anything about it." The color came back in his face at that, but he didn't look very happy: " Suppose you tell me about it — just as it is," he suggested. Nancy had her story well rehearsed and she got it over in good style, but when she produced the letters to prove how serious the affair was and how far it had progressed, he refused to touch them. "I'll take your word for what's in them, but I don't want to read them. They're her letters and she didn't want anybody to see them. That's enough for me." "Why, Jimmy!" she exclaimed, "you're not sore at me for reading them, are you?" . " Oh, no. That's your privilege, I suppose — but go on; what is it that you want me to do? " "Just this: go back to Greenwood where this four-flusher stays and get the 'goods' on him. When you've done that I'll finish the job." "But suppose there are no 'goods' on him — like you mean?" "Don't worry about that. No man that's what he claims to be — an Englishman, a poet, a soldier, a gentleman — would be buried away in a tank town in Indiana. You know that." "And—" "And if he'll lie about that much of it, he'll lie about all of it, won't he?" "Possibly." " I know he will — and has ! Nita's just a kid . with her head full of romantic dreams, and this fellow has fooled her completely. We can't let her go on with this thing, but we've got to be mighty careful how we put a stop to it." "Do you think she loves this man?" "Not in the way you mean. But she probably thinks she does. If we fight him she'll fight for him, and it's easy to really love something you've fought for . . . Oh, Jimmy! If I can only hold her — all of her — for a little while longer! I'll put her so far up in the world that her pride will never let her come down; never let her make the mistakes I made! You'll help me do that, won't you — for her sake?" "And the higher she goes, the farther she will get away from you and me — " "Yes. But we won't care. We love her, don't we? And it's all for her." "Yes, that's it — we love her. But it's lucky there's nobody else to love her the way we do. If there were she wouldn't have much chance for happiness — but never mind that," he broke off, "I broke the rules of the game once; I won't do it again. I'll start east tonight." GREENWOOD, Indiana, proved to be just the kind of Corn Belt town that Jimmy had expected it to be, but he was somewhat shocked to see what an unprepossessing place Stanhope's lodgings were: a shabby, unpainted old wooden house, bearing an illy-lettered sign. "Board and Rooms," it was an offense to Jimmy's California cultured senses. "I say," he demanded of the "taxi" driver who had taken him there, "are you sure this is the place?" "Look at the number over the door," suggested the driver, "figgers don't lie." 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