Silver Screen (Nov 1938-Apr 1939)

Silver Screen for November 1938 81 "Just a minute," snapped Eloise. "I want to talk to you." "No you don't, honey. There's nothing to talk about. Is there? Well, ta ta." "Sit down!" "Of course!" Gloria grunted and sat down. Eloise looked at the mink coat, and her cheeks fairly sizzled. "I want an explanation," she bellowed. "Certainly. Of course you want an explanation. I wonder what can be keeping Barney?" "Never mind Barney. What is there between you and Roger?" Eloise strode over to the desk in the manner of a prosecuting attorney. It was at this moment that Gloria caught sight of the knives. A horrible picture flashed across her mind ... a picture of herself being carved up like a juicy roast. Her teeth started chattering like castenets. "Who, me and Roger? Good friends. I would scarcely even say good friends. Just friends." Eloise picked up a long, jeweled poniard and whirled around. "Friends?" Gloria chuckled crazily. "Did I say friends? We really aren't friends at all. He doesn't care much for me, and I can't stand the sight of him." "You're lying!" "I wouldn't lie to you, honey. I wouldn't even exaggerate. He bores me to distinction." "You mean to extinction, don't you? To death?" "Oh, honey, don't use that word!" There was a sudden pounding of feet in the hall. Then Barney's voice yelled, "Don't try to reason with her. Knock the door down!" Three shoulders hit the door simultaneously, and it sprang open, revealing Roger, a policeman, and Barney. "Grab her!" yelled Barney. The policeman made a dive and pinned Gloria to her chair. She was too startled to do more than gasp Roger threw his arms around Eloise and held her tight. Then he took the knife from her hand. "Thank heaven," he breathed. "You got it away from her!" Eloise let her lower jaw sag. "Huh?" she said. "She's too scared to talk, poor kid," said Barney. Who wouldn't be, after being attacked by a nutty dame with a knife?" He looked straight at Eloise and closed one eye briefly. "Sure. Who wouldn't be?" said Eloise with sudden enthusiasm, snuggling closer to Roger. "She's dangerous," said Roger. "Tried to tell me I sent her that coat. No telling what she'll do next." Gloria managed to assume at least partial control of her vocal chords. "Dirty lie!" she yelped. "Frame-up. Filthy trick if I ever saw one." "Careful what you say, young woman." snapped Barney. "I'm not sure that Miss Sargent won't take this to court." Gloria grew purple. "Why, you double-crosser! I never saw those knives before in my life, and you know it!" For a moment a suspicious look crossed Roger's face. But Barney only laughed. "Maybe so and maybe not. But they're signed out of the Prop Department in your name!" He nodded to the cop. "Very well, Gerald. You may dispose of her now, if you will." That evening Barney bought a box of chocolates and went over to see Belva. Fie had to tell somebody about his Machiavelian cunning in bringing Eloise and Roger back together . . . that and his supreme sacrifice. Belva was properly awed. "Barney," she sighed. "You're wonderful. And a real nobleman, too." Barney blushed anil ate half a dozen chocolates. He scarcely noticed the ache in his heart. At the sneak preview of "Love's a Bargain," Barney and Belva sat close together and held hands. Directly in front of them sat Roger and Eloise. "Really, darling," whispered Eloise sweetly, "I don't see any sense in lying about it. The whole episode is closed." "I guess you don't hear very well," hissed Roger. "I didn't buy her any mink coat, and I didn't price any property for her." The man in front of them turned around. "Hey, pipe down," he said. "The coat came in your name, Roger dear, and you did talk to a real estate man." "I'm tellwig you, they both came unordered. And they both went back!" The man in front turned around again. "If you two mugs don't pipe down, I'm callin' the usher, see?" "Just keep out of this, brother," responded Roger warmly. "How would you like for me to let one go in your direction?" asked the man menacingly. "I'd like it fine. Why?" Barney leaned forward and tapped Roger on the shoulder. "I sent that coat," he said. "And / sent for the real estate man. Now shut up and let us watch your lousy picture." Ten minutes later Roger turned around. "You're a pretty handy guy," he said. "How about you and Belva flying over to Yuma with us tonight? For witnesses, you know." "Why not?" said Barney, and sniggered. "You can do the same for us." (fyta£ Smooth SkuM< MAKES A HIT. EVERY TIME EASY TO SMOOTH ROUGHNESSES AWAY.... FOR POWDER IT ALWAYS WAS EASY TO SMOOTH AWAY LITTLE ROUGHNESSES — WITH ONE APPLICATION OF mfo POND'S VANISHING CREAM * • • M>fV SMOOTH /N Now Pond's Vanishing Cream supplies extra beauty care. It contains Vitamin A, the "skin-vitamin." 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