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Star-dust in Hollywood
suit ; behind him sat the humorous-looking woman with her notebook.
The sun beat down upon them. Life seemed bearable only while the cars were in movement, but policy dictated long rests in sweltering spots.
" There are the lots," said Jo's conductor, sweeping his hand with an easy gesture over the view of a hill-side divided into sections not one of which contained a level piece of ground.
" See," he continued, pointing to the dim distance in which could be seen a roof showing over massed trees. " Right there is where Doug and Mary live ; isn't that fine? "
In a town of four hundred square miles one might perhaps have called the distant Fairbanks mansion neighbouring, but Jo wondered what charms the farmers' widows could extract from staring every morning with a spy-glass at a roof, even though it covered heads howsoever eminent.
" Now," said the ex-cowboy, " what priced lot was you thinking of buying ? "
Jo hesitated. She wanted to say that, having been continually called up, visited, and generally badgered by real estate companies for a month, she was now taking it out in a free ride and lunch. But that might have cut short the experience.
" Look here," she replied, " if we are ordered to stay in Los Angeles we may buy a lot. If not we are going home."
He stared at her.
" Home to where? " he asked.
" Europe," said Jo.
" Europe ! " exclaimed the man. " Do you mean to say that after having seen Los Angeles you can bear to think of going back to Europe? "
" Oh, quite easily," said Jo.
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