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Dick, I can't let you buy Myles off with your money — " "Don't be a child!" he snapped. "We've got to make a try to silence this thing. If it wasn't for you, I'd march him to the nearest police station and book him for blackmail." "And, if he talks?" "He'll never talk again, Jean. He s a coward. He knows what I'll do." He squared his shoulders, impatiently. "To hell with this," he said, recklessly. "I'm tired of pretending. You're my wife, Jean. You're going to live with me as my wife, and the studio and the contract can go jump in the lake ! I've got enough for both of us if neither of us ever make a picture again. I'm going to tell Glassman we're married— " "No!" she begged. "Not now! I want to go with you. I love you, terribly, darling. But there's no telling what Myles will do ! I can't have your whole career endangered by my folly." "Jean, I hate this damned f urtiveness ! "So do I. But we'll wait a little while. Later, when your future is assured we'll — " She was in his arms, shaken, disorganized, but his kiss was a rising peak of flame in the vast, dreary emptiness of her; and her heart seemed to stop to listen to him. „ He said: "Also, Mrs. Ramsey, to hell with the party! We can go back later. Since we're together, we can always claim we ran away so we could spoon in peace, and since I hate lies, we have a lot of spooning to do to catch up with the days we lost — " They drove back to the party. Dick followed his own car, which Jean drove, m the roadster he had commandeered. No one seemed to have missed them, even though the party was in their honor, except Jean's mother ; and she looked at the girl's radiant face with a tender smile on her wrinkled hps. . , "Shush !" commanded Jean, mysteriously. "Too many people here, so Dick and I sneaked away by ourselves for a little while." c The party was in full bloom, and as seltcentered as Hollywood parties of magnitude usually are: each guest was intent on his , own spot in the sun. Jean was instantly, however, stopped by a fat little man when she came back into the big room. "Hello! Having fun?" Dick, encountering Bill Walters, grinned and said, "Hi!" Walters said: "Hi, fella. Where were you?" "Oh," said Dick, vaguely, 'here and there. Out." "Yeah," agreed Walters. "Is Jean back too?" "Uhhuh ! You see, nuisance, in order to put this spiffy little engagement over, we have to make it look real; so we ran away for a few minutes, so we could spoon, in private. Swell idea, huh?"_ "Don't take this engagement too seriously, Dick. How do you manage spooning^when you drove off in two different cars?" "It's done with mirrors," explained Dick, smiling sympathetically at Walters, then, walking clean-prowed as a clipper ship leaving a handsome wake, he joined_ a close-knit group that welcomed him gaily. "Nuts !" apostrophized Walters, with a tight grin, his schooled eyes sharp. He'd watched Jean for two years. He'd loved her all that time, but what chance had he? He'd picked her to co-star opposite Dick, knowing she was a natural ; and then, he saw how things were with them. Well, he supposed, eventually she would marry Dick Ramsey. They certainly were a marvelouslooking couple. He saw Jean, again surrounded by an admiring group. The girl's face was a poem. "Well," Walters told himself, I think the juice is turned on again, and maybe I know why, damn it!" There might have been cause for alarm if Dick or Jean had followed the sullen Myles Tracy the evening he left Jeans home. The crashing blow on the jaw had sobered him, but it had left a smouldering anger. He went to the little hotel where he had taken a room and washed up. His jaw ached and he was jittery. A few streets away was one of the bright night spots of Hollywood, where he had spent a few evenings. There was a red-hot number there, too, who knew how to put a song over with insidious meanings. He looked at the roll of bills Dick had tossed him. Over two hundred dollars! Twenty minutes later, he was at the Swan's Pond. The orchestra, on a plat 83 S GREENLAND