CHAPTER 14
“Toddy, I absolutely forbid you to go anywhere near her,” shrieked Valerie, “you’d only make things worse.”
Toddy remained stubborn, as usual, his pride wounded by Hollywood’s answer to the slings and arrows of misfortune, namely, the poisonous typewriter of Elvira Priest. Her column had been chiefly aimed (as in dart) at Danny Deacon, crammed with veiled denunciations. Among other things, Elvira disapproved of his political philosophy, far too liberal for her. (“Stars shouldn’t meddle with politics, any more than they should run for office! For too many of them, their ignorance will only make their faces as red as their beliefs!” Elvira never lost the chance to hint at her (unfounded) suspicions of Danny’s Communist leanings.
But what upset Toddy came in her final, blis
