HELOISE OF HOLLYWOOD
“I peeked in it,” said the deputy. “It tells how to get rid of your wrinkles if you’re an old dame and got lots.”
“Hmmm,” said Humphrey. “Did your wife know Ames, Trent?”
“I don’t think so,” said Trent.
“She did,” said Doan. “He was working for her.”
“What?” said Beulah Porter Cowys incredulously. “Frank working for Heloise of Hollywood? You’re just completely nuts!”
“Not this time,” Doan told her. “She’s getting together a new advertising campaign. It’s going to be all about middle-aged women who had a big influence on history—had poems written to them and lakes named after them and wars started on account of them and all like that. Ames was doing the research for her.”
“How do you know?” Beulah Porter Cowys demanded. “Because Heloise told me so.”
“Hmmm,” said
