Easy to Wed Page #9

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- Well...

Hello?

Don't you "Hello, Gladdy" me,

Bill Chandler.

So you're having dinner

with your publisher tonight, huh?

You've been handing me a line

of phony chatter for the past 10 days.

And all the time, you've been romancing

that Long Island lorgnette-raiser.

You can't get away with it.

I have a piece of paper in my possession

that proves you're my husband.

And I'm telling that

to Connie Allenbury tonight.

Now, now,

that doesn't sound like my Ophelia.

Ophelia, my foot.

I don't blame you for being upset.

But it hurts to know

that you don't trust your Hamlet.

Look, I want you to slip

into your new green dress.

You're terrific in green. I'll pick you up

in 20 minutes. We're going dancing.

And when I have you in my arms,

holding you close, I'll explain everything.

Well, all right, I'll meet you.

But nothing you can say will stop me

from seeing that Allenbury dame tonight.

- Boy, this is swell. Great.

- It's magnificent.

We'll fill in the gory details

when we hear from Gladdy.

I wonder what's keeping her.

It's after 12:
00.

The longer we wait, the better the story.

I bet the old man's trying to bribe her.

Say, that'd make a swell subhead.

"Rich father tries to bribe wronged wife."

I wonder where that rat,

Chandler, is now.

I'll bet he's halfway to...

- Where have you been?

- Dancing.

What? What did you say?

Dancing, you know, rumba, samba.

The little woman does them all.

Do you mean to say

that you didn't even go to the Allenburys?

- That you didn't...?

- No, Bill and I decided against it.

- Why, you...

- Warren, easy does it.

All right, kill the story. Go on, kill it!

Now, Mr. and Mrs. Benedict Arnold,

what have you got to say for yourselves?

Keep your voice down, Warren.

Bill and I are not used to shouting.

Will you tell me what's happened?

You better tell him, Bill.

His blood pressure, you know.

Maybe you're right, dear.

Well, Haggerty, what would you say

if I were to tell you...

...that I've gotten Connie Allenbury

to agree to drop the case?

I'd say you were a no-good,

double-crossing liar.

- And I'd be right.

- Come, William.

I refuse to stay here

and listen to you being insulted.

Now, just a minute.

I wanna tell you something.

Not four hours ago,

I heard your two-timing Romeo...

...drooling sweet nothings

into Connie's diamond-studded ear.

How do you like that?

Bill told me all about that.

That's merely his technique.

- You wouldn't understand.

- Are you going to listen to him or to me?

Bill knows best, Warren.

Believe me, Haggerty,

it's much better and cleaner this way.

Now, the Allenburys are giving a party

tomorrow night.

- I'll be there.

- You go right ahead, Bill. I trust you.

And what's more, I'll get her

to drop the case once and for all.

Providing you don't decide

to barge in again.

Yes, Warren, you're so obvious.

Why don't you be more subtle like Bill?

Listen, how do I know

you can get Connie to drop this case?

- You'll just have to take my word for it.

- Well, that's good enough for me, lamby.

Well, then it's all right.

Say, wait a minute.

- Maybe it is the best way.

- Now you're talking sense.

All right, now go to it.

I'm sorry I blew my top.

Think nothing of it.

Now, shake hands.

I want my two boys to be friends.

Shake hands.

That's it.

Come, William.

Good night, Warren.

- What's up?

- That two-timing, conniving rat.

Making Gladdy believe he's in love with her.

He won't get away with it.

- How you gonna stop him?

- I'm gonna wash up that Allenbury case.

And Mr. William Chandler along with it.

Miss Benton?

A Mr. Haggerty outside

asked me to give you this.

Said this item

on the society page should interest you.

Society page? Is he kidding?

Sure he didn't say the financial page?

- You read it to me, Grace.

- Of course.

"A little birdie tells us

the Charity Fiesta...

...at Allenbury Estate tonight will mark

the announcement of the engagement...

...of Miss Connie Allenbury

to Mr. William Chandler.

The happy couple is expected

to honeymoon in Mexico City...

...the romantic spot of their first meeting."

- That did it. Let me out of here, Aggie.

Aggie, let me out of here.

- Let me out of here. Aggie, Aggie.

- She went for it.

Yes, yes, but suppose she sees a copy

of the regular edition without that item?

- She'll know it's a phony.

- Not a chance.

We've gotta plant ourselves

at the Allenbury house. Come on.

Brother, there will be fireworks

at the fiesta tonight.

- There you are.

- Thank you.

- What is it, Roberts?

- Mr. Allenbury, if you please, sir?

Excuse me a moment. Well?

There's a lady who claims it's imperative

that she see you immediately.

- What does she want?

- She refused to say.

- She seemed a bit agitated.

- Where is she?

I took the privilege of asking her

to remain on the terrace.

All right, Roberts, I'll see her.

Mr. Allenbury.

Yes, yes, very nice, very nice.

Well, not now, later, later.

But, senor, Mr. Chandler told us

to follow you...

...and play for you wherever you go.

Thanks very much. Very good.

But not now. No, later. Later.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

- I am J.B. Allenbury.

- So?

- What is it you want?

- I want my husband.

- Your husband?

- I am Mrs. William Chandler.

Mrs. William Chandler?

Do you mean Bill Chandler?

I mean Bill Chandler, the guy

that's running around with your daughter.

- Well, there must be some mistake.

- Oh, no, there isn't.

- I'm his wife and I can prove it.

- Please, please.

If what you say is true,

you'll have every opportunity to do so.

- You bet I will. Where is he?

- Please.

Trying to bribe me, eh?

Well, hardly.

Your husband will be returned to you

just as soon as I can find him.

- I'll go right along with you.

- It would be wiser for you to remain here.

So you're afraid I'll make a scene, huh?

Well, I will.

I don't doubt that for a moment.

I'll bring your husband to you.

- Please find Miss Connie and tell her...

- Mr. Allenbury...

- No, no, not now. Later.

- But, senor, Mr. Chand...

I know, Mr. Chandler told you

to follow me and sing to me when...

Not now, later.

Find Connie and tell her

to meet me on the north terrace.

Yes, sir.

Well, what is this, darling?

I haven't seen you this worried

since you took your first rumba lesson.

How much does Chandler mean to you?

You're not jealous, are you?

- Are you in love with him?

- I'm terribly in love with him.

I never dreamed

I could care so much for anyone.

You're sure?

I'm sure.

Wait a minute.

You like him, don't you?

Why, of course.

Well, then stop being so mysterious.

What's this all about, Dad?

I'm afraid he's married.

I don't believe it.

I don't want to believe it either, Connie.

But I've just met the woman

who claims to be his wife.

Oh, no. No, I don't believe it.

I won't believe anything like that.

Still, it would explain so much.

Why we've always met alone.

We've got to know.

- Let me ask him, Dad.

- Connie.

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