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r play the good Samaritan。 I swallowed the drink and turned back to Jennie。 〃Did you ever get laid in a mink coat？〃 I asked angrily。
There was sadness and understanding on her face。 〃No。〃
I poured myself another drink and swallowed it。 We stood there； looking at each other silently across the room for a moment。 Finally； I spoke。 〃Well？〃
Her eyes still on mine； she nodded slowly。 Then she raised her arms and held them out toward me； the coat falling open； away from her naked body。 When she spoke； there was a note in her voice as if she'd always known that this was the way it was going to be。 〃e to mother； baby；〃 she whispered gently。
The Story of
JENNIE DENTON
…
Book Eight
1
JENNIE WALKED THROUGH THE CURTAINED DOORWAY INTO THE CAMERA and the director shouted； 〃Cut！ Wrap it up！〃 And it was over。
She stood there for a moment； dazed； blinking her eyes for a moment as the powerful kliegs dimmed。 Then the oppressive August heat came down on her and she felt faint。 She reached out a hand to steady herself。 As if from a distance； she heard the giant sound stage turn into bedlam。 It seemed that everybody was laughing and talking at once。
Someone pressed a glass of water into her hands。 She drank it quickly； gratefully。 Suddenly； she began to shiver； feeling a chill； and the dresser quickly threw a robe over her shoulders； covering the diaphanous costume。 〃Thank you；〃 she whispered。
〃You're wele； Miss Denton；〃 the dresser said。 He looked at her peculiarly for a moment。 〃You feeling all right？〃
〃I'm fine；〃 Jennie said。 She felt cold perspiration breaking out on her forehead。 The dresser gestured and the make…up man hurried up。 He swabbed at her face quickly with a moist sponge。 The faint aroma of witch hazel came up in her nostrils and she began to feel better。
〃Miss Denton；〃 the make…up man said； 〃you'd better lie down for a while。 You're exhausted。〃
Docilely she let him lead her back to the small portable dressing room。 She looked back over her shoulder as she went in。 The bottles were out and the whisky flowing。 Everyone was gathered around the director； shouting congratulations； supplying him with the adoration they felt necessary to insure their employment on his next picture。 Already； they seemed to have forgotten her。
She closed the door behind her and stretched out on the cot。 She closed her eyes wearily。 The three months the picture was supposed to take had stretched out into five。 Five months of day…and…night shooting； of exhaustion； of getting up at five o'clock in the morning and falling into bed like a stone at midnight； and sometimes later。 Five months； until all the meaning that had been in the script was lost in a maze of retakes； rewrites and plain confusion。
She began to shiver again and pulled the light wool blanket up over her and lay there trembling。 She closed her eyes。 She turned on her side； drawing her knees up and hugging herself。 Slowly the heat from her body condensed around her and she began to feel better。
When she opened her eyes； Ilene Gaillard was seated on a chair opposite。 She hadn't even heard her e into the small room。 〃Hello；〃 Jennie said； sitting up。 〃Was I asleep long？〃
Ilene smiled。 〃About an hour。 You needed it。〃
〃I feel so silly；〃 Jennie said。 〃I usually don't go off like that。 But I felt so weak。〃
〃You've been under a terrible strain。 But you have nothing to worry about。 When this picture es out； you're going to be a big star … one of the biggest。〃
〃I hope so；〃 Jennie said humbly。 She looked at Ilene。 〃When I think of all those people； how hard they worked and how much they put into the picture。 I couldn't bear it if I turned out to be a disappointment to them。〃
〃You won't。 From what I saw of the rushes； you were great。〃 Ilene got to her feet and looked down at Jennie。 〃I think you could use a hot drink。〃
Jennie smiled when she saw Ilene take down the can of cocoa。 〃Chocolate？〃
〃Why not？〃 Ilene said。 〃It will give you more energy than tea。 Besides； you don't have to worry about your diet any more。 The picture is finished。〃
〃Thank God for that；〃 Jennie said； standing up。 〃One more lunch of cottage cheese and I was ready to throw up。〃 She crossed the tiny room to the closet。 〃I might as well get out of this。〃
Ilene nodded。 She watched as Jennie slipped out of the costume … the sheer； flowing silk harem pantaloons； the diaphanous gauze blouse and gold…beaded blue velvet jacket that had been her costume in the last scene。 She scanned the girl's figure appreciatively； her designer's eyes pleased with what she saw。
She was glad now that Jonas had sent for her。 She had not felt that way at first。 She hadn't wanted to e back to Hollywood； back to the gossip； the jockeying for importance； the petty jealousies。 But most of all； she hadn't wanted to e back to the memories。
But as she'd studied the photograph； something about the girl had drawn her back。 She could understand what Jonas had seen in her。 There was something of Rina about her but she also had a quality that was peculiarly her own。
It wasn't until she'd studied the photograph a long while that she realized what it was。 It was the strangely ascetic translucence that shone from the photograph despite its purely sensuous appeal。 The eyes in the picture looked out at you with the clear innocence of a child； behind their worldly knowledge。 It was the face of a girl who had kept her soul untouched； no matter what she had experienced。
Jennie fastened her brassière and pulled the thick black sweater down until it met the top of her baggy slacks。 She sat down and took the cup of steaming chocolate from Ilene。 〃Suddenly； I'm empty；〃 she said； sipping at it。 〃I'm all used up。〃
Ilene smiled and tasted her own cup of chocolate。 〃Everyone feels like that when a picture is finished。〃
〃I feel that I could never make another movie；〃 Jennie continued thoughtfully。 〃That another part wouldn't make any sense to me at all。 Somehow； it's like all of me went into this picture and I've nothing left at all。〃
Ilene smiled again。 〃That will disappear the moment they put the next script into your hands。〃
〃Do you think so？〃 Jennie asked。 〃Is that what happens？〃
Ilene nodded。 〃Every time。〃
A blast of noise came through the thin walls。 Jennie smiled。 〃They're having themselves a ball out there。〃
〃Cord ordered a table of food sent down from the missary。 He's got two men tending bar。〃 Ilene finished her chocolate and put the cup down。 She got to her feet and looked down at the girl。 〃I really came in to say good…by。〃
Jennie looked up at her questioningly。 〃You're leaving？〃
Ilene nodded。 〃I'm going back East on the train tonight。〃
〃Oh；〃 Jennie said。 She put down her cup and stood up。 She held her hand out to Ilene。 〃Thank you for everything you've done。 I've learned a great deal from you。〃
Ilene took her hand。 〃I didn't want to e back but I'm glad now that I did。〃
They shook hands formally。 〃I hope we'll work together again；〃 Jennie said。
Ilene started for the door。 She looked back at Jennie。 〃I'm sure that we will；〃 she said。 〃If you want me； write。 I'd be glad to e。〃
In a moment； the door opened again and Al Petrocelli； the publicity manager； stuck his head in。 A blast of music came from behind him。 〃e on；〃 he said。 〃The party's going great guns。 Cord sent over an orchestra。〃
She put down her cigarette。 〃Just a minute；〃 she said； turning to the mirror and straightening her hair。
He stared at her。 〃You're not ing like that？〃 he asked incredulously。
〃Why not？ The picture's finished。〃
He came into the room and closed the door behind him。 〃But； Jennie baby； try to understand。 Life magazine is covering the party。 How would it look to their readers if the star of the biggest picture we've made in ten years was wearing a loose black sweater and pants？ We've got to give 'em more to look at than that。〃
〃I'm not getting into that costume again；〃 Jennie said stubbornly。
〃Please； baby。 I promised them some cheesecake。〃
〃If that's what they want； give them the photo file。〃
〃Now is no time to make with the temperament；〃 Al said。 〃Look； you've been a good girl up to now。 Just this once； please。〃
〃It's O。K。； Al。〃 Bonner's voice came from behind him。 〃If Jennie doesn't want to change； she doesn't have to。〃 He smiled his pleasantly ugly smile as he came into the tiny dressing room。 〃As a matter of fact；〃 he said； 〃I think it might be a wele change for Life's readers。〃
Al looked at him。 〃O。K。 if you say so； Mr。 Bonner；〃 he said。
Bonner turned to her； smiling。 〃Well； you did it。〃
She didn't answer； just looked at him。
〃I've been thinking about you；〃 he said； his eyes on her face。 〃You're going to be a big star。〃
She didn't say anything。
〃The Sinner is going to be a tough picture to follow。〃
〃I hadn't thought about it；〃 she said。
〃Of course。 You haven't and neither has Jonas。〃 Bonner laughed。 〃But why should you？ That's not your job。 It's mine。 All Jonas does is what he feels like doing。 If he wants to make a picture； he makes a picture。 But it might be another eight years before he feels like it again。〃
〃So？〃 she said； meeting his eyes levelly。
He shrugged his shoulders。 〃It's up to me to keep you working。 If you go that long between pictures； they'll forget all about you。〃 He reached into his jacket for a package of cigarettes。 〃Is that Mexican woman still working for you？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Still living in the same place？〃
〃Of course。〃
〃I thought I might drop by one evening next week；〃 he said。 〃I've got some scripts we might go over。〃
She was silent。
〃Jonas is going away；〃 he said。 〃To Canada； on a business trip。〃 He smiled。 〃You know； I think it's fortunate he hasn't heard any of the stories about you； don't you？〃
She let her breath out slowly。 〃Yes。〃
〃I thought maybe Wednesday night。〃
〃You'd better call first；〃 she said through stiff lips。
〃Of course； I forgot。 Nothing has changed； has it？〃
She looked up at him。 〃No；〃 she said dully。 Then she walked past him to the door。 A great weariness came into her。 Nothing had changed。 Things turned out the way they always did for her。 Nothing ever changed but the currency。
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SHE AWOKE TO THE SIGHT OF WHITE LINEN FLOATING IN THE W
