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THE aura of mystery which surrounds the romances of Greta Garbo conjures up all sorts of wild guesses as to what a suitor does to woo the lady nobody knows.
Well — I was riding down the Coast highway a Sunday or so ago and almost bumped into a small flivver coupe turning around in the middle of the road. George Brent was at the wheel and beside him was a lady with a hat pulled very far down over her face, but not far enough to disguise that famous face.
For five miles or more my rear-view mirror revealed the pair of lovers coasting along, even as you and I, and sniffing the salt air. Finally. Mr. Brent and his lady pulled off to the side and parked to watch the wild waves — hand in hand.
Love is grand — but its manifestations are not very different in the case of Garbo and the rest of the world.
A Sunday afternoon drive in a flivver. A silent parking to watch the sea together. What's mysterious about that?
■^"AT PENDLETON was telling Charles Butterworth about unexpectedly meeting his old schooldays' sweetheart in Hollywood.
"Boy, I hadn't seen her in twelve years," Nat said.
"Has she kept her girlish figure?" Charlie asked.
"Kept it?" Nat exploded. "Why, man, she's doubled it."
TTHE most exciting lot in town, at the moment, is Warners, what with Reinhardt and Marion Davies moving in. The German contingent, consisting in the main of Reinhardt, Korngould, Heinrich Blanke and William Dieterle, plus any number of fellow associates, have practically taken over the lot. Some of them bring their wives, they sputter German by the yard, and there is a general air of bustle and activity.
One of the sights of the place is the enormously tall and shaggy Dieterle, in his white cotton gloves (once he contracted an infection in his hand while directing a picture, and ever since he has worn the gloves), striding down the causeway with little Blanke, about five feet high, both gesticulating wildly and hurling German at each other.
To make things more involved, the official interpreter doesn't speak English!
Mr. and Mrs. Wairen William were among the many celebrities present at
the Screen Actors' Guild annual ball. This is a rare picture in that neither
Mr. nor Mrs. William goes in for a great deal of social activity, both being
strong for a quiet home life
Which is Bill and which is Jimmy Cagney? They are alike enough to be
twins ! Anyhow, we'll do the traditional left to right and you can see whether
your guess was right: Mrs. Bill Cagney (Boots Mallory), Phil Regan (rear),
Bill, then Mrs. and Mr. Jimmy Cagney
Mrs. Robert Montgomery (left) and Mrs. Chester Morris find a good laugh in what Chester Morris is saying. But Robert seems to be far, far away for the moment. They formed one of the foursomes at the Screen Actors' Guild ball, a seasonal highlight
A LAN HALE actually proposed to his \ Gretchen Hartmann, twenty years while they were making a love scene in si ; pictures.
"D ETTY FURNESS carries a small com in her compact. Well, a girl likes to k where she is, doesn't she?
/"WROL ANN was so lonesome to sec ^^papa that she hopped on a commei plane and went to San Antonio, where 1> now on location for "West Point of the J Of course, Mrs. Beery was with her.
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