2 Trust me

Ann Darrow is a name that will look gorgeous in the spotlight! Oh, my God, " he added suddenly, as they turned the corner. Grabbing my arm, he led me away from where the three policemen were standing and talking.

"Don't look, don't look, don't attract attention..."

"why?" I asked as Carl nervously turned up his collar.

"Nothing, nothing..." He chased her down the sidewalk, her suitcase clattering against her feet.

- Carl... - What have you done?" I asked

"I didn't do anything!"" "No," he protested, glancing over his shoulder.

- Carl!"

"All right!" They stopped in the doorway. "You know I went to meet my patrons.".."

"Yes..."

"Well, that's not really true... Carl waved a hand vaguely. "It didn't go quite according to plan."

"What?" I gasped.

Carl whined in exasperation. "In short, we're kind of making this movie...not quite legal."

- Carl!" I exclaimed. "Are you crazy?""

"It'll be all right.-"

"In what UNIVERSE," I hissed," is 'good'?" And now you've dragged poor Anne into this?"

"Look, you don't understand." Carl quickly continued: "It will be my masterpiece, it will make me incredibly rich, this film will change everything."

"What makes you so sure?""

"Believe me!" "No," he snapped. "Trust me, Stacey.-"

- Stacey Denham. Trust me, and I'll make it worth your trouble." Trust me, and I'll make you rich."

From Miss Denham's memoirs

She and Dad were sitting in the theater. It was a play based on another of her dad's plays. Two men approached them.

"Hey, Jackson. They shook hands.

—You have a very charming wife." Carl said, and Jackson looked at the girl

"Carl, this is my daughter. Carl and Preston looked at each other.

"Oh, it's very nice to meet you. She looked from Carl to Preston with interest.

The play ended. They all said their goodbyes. Carl pulled at Preston.

"She's a beauty. He said it. Carl rolled his eyes.

"Come on, Romeo. We don't have time for women right now. There's a lot of work ahead.

Miss Driscoll was standing in the cafe. She was a little short of money.

"Hello, Mr. Denham," she said. He paid extra.

—So you're a director?" She was fascinated.

- We need actresses. He said it. Trust me, and I'll make it worth your trouble." Trust me and I'll make you rich. "

She glanced at him and nodded.

I stared at him and wondered how someone who was so closely connected to her trusted father could be so incredibly stupid. One day, she confided in him.

"You're incredible.""I told him. "But I don't seem to have a choice.""

He beamed: "None at all." He hailed a taxi. "I really hope you don't get seasick," he remarked as we sped off into the darkness