The Golden Arrow Page #6

"All expenses paid."

Signed "Daisy".

Yes, that's right.

Charge it to this apartment.

Oh yes, darling.

That's perfectly alright.

Oh, that will be grand.

Goodbye.

Am I disturbing you?

Oh, not at all.

I was just talking to

an old beau of mine.

Were you?

That sounds promising.

Oh I haven't seen him for years. I don't

know whether I like him anymore or not.

Now you have me in the anxious seat.

Johnny, are you really so

anxious to get rid of me?

What do you think?

Oh, I'm a little bit afraid you are.

You know.

I'd never have got you into this mess if

I'd known how it was going to work out.

So you bought the judge to keep me here?

Next time you go shopping to get

your own way .. don't be a piker.

Try congress.

Oh but Johnny, I like

you terribly. Really I do.

I couldn't bear to think you'd run out

on me the first week we were married.

It won't be so terrible

for six months, will it?

Oh, I'm sure I can amuse myself.

Of course you can. I'm certain of that.

You know, you're perfectly free

to do whatever you want to.

Of course it will be easier for

you when Pat arrives because ..

Well, you won't have to

bother to take me places.

You can just go around and like

whoever happens to appeal to you.

Who wants to like anyone?

That seems to be an obsession with you.

I guess it is.

I want to like somebody terribly.

I'm hungry to love somebody

and have somebody love me.

Oh Johnny.

Johnny, can't you understand that?

No .. but .. good luck.

Listen, Walker.

I meant to fire you last week.

You're through Saturday.

I'm sorry I haven't made good, sir.

Well, I don't need a valet.

Every gentleman needs a valet, sir.

I'm no gentleman, I'm a heel! And what's

more I'm going to keep on being a heel.

As you wish.

Now listen.

If you'll tip me off if

I forget to be a heel.

Why, I'll let you stay.

You will be under the

closest observation, sir.

A cigarette?

Who is that riding with your wife?

An old friend. A chap named Parker.

Oh.

You met him?

Nope. Haven't had time.

I've been too busy with you.

Thanks.

Well, let's go.

Alright.

Why the interest? Look good to you?

Not so very.

Just familiar.

Ow!

Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Daisy.

Don't cry.

Oh, Daisy dear.

Hello?

Give me Miss Burke-Myers

apartment. Please.

Hello Johnny.

Just a minute, Daisy.

Oh, hello Johnny.

For tonight?

Why sure, I'd love to.

Alright. I'll call for you about seven.

Bye bye, dear.

Johnny.

Are you using The Casino this evening?

If you don't mind.

Well, I just usually stay out of

the place when you're there.

I think it's more comfortable for you.

But Pat dances so

beautifully that I thought ..

Alright. Tonight The Casino is yours.

I'll bury myself.

Oh, why do you have to act so abused?

Do I?

Well you'd like to make

people think you are.

It must be my unfortunate manner.

Oh yes?

Well, I'll spread a little

propaganda stuff, too.

I'll make people think that I'm abused.

Let's look in here.

But Daisy, you can't take

that black eye in there.

I can if he can take that

awful woman in there.

But they'll have it in the

papers that he socked you.

Well, it's about time he did sock me

and show a bit of human feeling.

Come on.

Good evening, Mrs Jones.

Good evening.

Something on the floor, please.

I like that table over there.

Yes, Mrs Jones.

Why, what in the world ..?

Hello, Aubrey.

Mr Davis of the Florida Star would

like to speak with Mr Jones.

Oh a reporter, huh?

I'll bet it's about us.

Well .. excuse me.

Oh, I'll be putting on my wrap.

Well?

Johnny, how about loosening up a little?

I must get something

hot or I'll get the can.

The boss has been on my tail for a week.

How much?

No, no. I mean the dope

on your wife's shiner.

What?

You did it, didn't you?

Did what?

Blacken her eye.

This story has broken.

You might as well come across.

She's packing the brightest

lamp in The Casino.

A black eye?

What did you sock her for?

Over .. Parker, huh?

I'll be right down.

No thanks.

Tell Miss Burke-Myers

I'll meet her downstairs.

Yes, sir.

Hello, Johnny.

Say, is that black eye on the level?

Take a peep in the dining room.

They say I did it?

Everybody knows it, boy.

Come on.

Where we going?

I'm going to give you a good story.

Hey, wait a minute.

You did sock her, didn't you?

Sure I did. Like this .. and this ..

Hey, watch it.

Hold it, hold it, hold it.

Hey, that's good, that's fine.

There's your story. What is?

Well, a family fight. I stopped

her but she stopped me first.

Right. Can I print that?

Sure. Good!

What was it, anything exciting?

I'll tell you inside.

A table, Mr Jones?

Yes, for two.

This way.

Let's go.

Why, what the ..?

What's that?

Oh, that ..

Johnny, what happened?

I don't know, but she'll not put a

thing over on me with a black eye

Its fifty-fifty or nothing.

Where did they come from?

Well, I went shopping for mine.

She probably did the same thing.

Probably got it from that guy with her.

You know, she can buy anything.

I'll bet he did it on purpose.

I think I'll give him another.

Don't you dare.

I'm just going to smile it off.

I'm not going to lose

my poise, if it kills me.

Let's dance.

Oh Daisy, this is absurd.

Yes, it is.

Who? Oh Miss Burke-Myers?

Just a moment, please.

New York calling Miss Burke-Myers.

She's expecting it.

Hello Johnny. Having fun?

And how? And you?

Naturally.

She'll be having the time of

her life before long alright.

What do you mean?

We'll see.

Miss Burke-Myers. New York is

calling you on the telephone.

Uhoh. Wait for me in the bar will

you, Johnny? Sure.

A lemonade.

Yes, sir.

There he is.

You come back a little later.

Hello.

Oh .. what will you have?

What's yours?

It smells wicked.

I'll have one of the same.

It looks like an epidemic, doesn't it.

Well, you started it.

Hadn't we better get

together on a story?

We did. The papers have it.

A scrap?

Hmm, so I'm told.

Sort of funny, isn't it.

Yeah.

Johnny.

I came here to tell you that I'm

really in love with someone.

Oh?

Parker?

Uhuh.

Yes. He's the man I've been waiting for.

Well.

Shake.

Thanks.

You've been awfully sweet about it.

Glad to help out.

Well.

Here's luck.

Thanks.

Everything is alright between

you and the Myers girl, isn't it?

Practically.

You should be happy.

Well.

You taught me to like the life.

But you like her too, don't you?

I'll never marry again. Without love.

Nor I, Johny.

Mr Jones. Miss Burke-Myers wants

you to come up to her apartment.

Take me back to Pat, will you.

Pat?

Check please.

Oh.

Oh Mr Parker, this is my husband.

How are you?

Fine, except for the chapped

hands and chapped face.

Thanks.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Johny.

And have I got some

hilarious news for you.

You have?

Sit down.

What's the news? What is it?

Johnny.

That wife of yours is a fake.

What?

A colossal fake.

Why she's no heiress.

What do you mean?

She's been promoted by the Appleby Cream

Corporation to advertize their business.

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