Radio and television mirror (Nov 1939-Apr 1940)

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idea to send you over to Consolidated to do a little spying, mightn't it?" "Oh— I couldn't—" At that he broke into a real laugh. "Don't take me so seriously, Mrs. Trent. That was a poor attempt on my part at a joke." Helen was still a little shaken when she left the office. As a matter of fact, she had known that something was up at Consolidated. Gorden Decker, head scenic designer there, was one of her best friends in Hollywood, and the last time she had seen him he had been strangely secretive, almost brusk. A spy! That's what he had been afraid she might be! She tried not to let Gordon's distrust hurt her. After all, even friends had betrayed each other in this strange industry. . . . But it rankled a little. She hadn't thought Gordon would ever be afraid of her loyalty. After that, production was rushed on "Fashions of 1939." Wardrobe room, set designers, actors, extras, light and sound crews — all were working at top speed. REGGIE PEABODY dropped in now and then to cluck his tongue sympathetically over the rush, and contribute a bit of his stock-in-trade, gossip. "Y'know," he remarked one morning, "there's more in all this than meets the eye. 'Fashions,' unless I'm very much mistaken, is Drew's big gold chip in this poker-game they call. 'The Industry.' " "Gold chip. . . ?" "Big stake, my sweet. If he loses it, he loses everything. Or that's the way the wind seems to blowing, if I read all the signs aright." "Oh — but Reggie!" Helen said in dismay. "Why, that couldn't be! Mr. Sinclair is one of Hollywood's biggest producers." "The bigger they come — et cetera. Helen, this is a screwy business. And I think the Sentinal backers are not pleased with the box-office receipts on the last few pictures." If it hadn't been for this hint-filled talk with Reggie, Helen would not have attached any importance to Drew Sinclair's sudden departure for New York in the midst of "Fashions of 1939's" production. As it was, she wondered. . . . Drew did seem worried and jumpy on the day before he left, when she saw him for a few minutes in his office. But, she told herself, her job was to design the best clothes she could, and not worry about things that didn't concern her. Reggie, who had been helping her with some of the detail on costuming the picture, fell ill while Drew Sinclair was away, and was out of the studio for a few days; as a 'result she had more work than she could properly take care of, and had to let Verlaine Lafferty take care of dressing the chorus girls in the elaborate night-club sequence. She was sorry, too — she had looked forward to being on the set and seeing all the pert redand-blue costumes she had designed for the girls. But it didn't matter. . . . Then Drew Sinclair was back, and so was Reggie, looking perfectly healthy again, and the work was less demanding. Until — It was late on the afternoon of Drew's return when the telephone call came through. Sinclair's secretary— no longer Miss Lawson — was on the wire. "Mr. Sinclair would like to see you APRIL. 1940 A/oltodu told the ffoctotl p ACE to face with the most serious situation of his career, he did not know what to do! Young Dr. Ralph Holyoke was a brilliant student. He had a wealth of special knowledge. He had married the woman of his choice. Older physicians regarded him as a rising man in medicine. Yet for all his study he did not have the cure for the malady that was wrecking his marriage. It had not been explained in Medical School. Neither classes or lectures told him. He had to learn it the hard way — out of living. He wrecked one marriage in finding out. He almost wrecked himself. But he finally found the answer! If you are already a husband or wife, if you are engaged to be married, or if you ever hope to be married, do not miss a word of Dr. Holyoke's own brilliantly written story of how he discovered the one sure antidote for the insidious poison that wrecks all too many marriages. In the new April issue of True Story, now on sale, look for the title "Marriage Always Is Exciting, If — ". And read it today. Jrae Story APRIL ON SALE EVERYWHERE 69