CHAPTER 8TRUE CONFESSIONS
GRIPPING the bulge-bellied brandy inhaler in his pudgy palm, heating the fluid and sniffing sensuously at the fragrance of distilled grape, Tommy Twotoes launched into his “maunderings.”
“Danise Darlan,” he said, “whose real name was Dottie Dorfman, was—shall we say?—a protêgé of mine when I owned the Three Ring Circus.”
“I thought Vince Parada had the Three Ring Circus,” I interrupted.
“He was my front man,” replied the old man. “I designed the Circus myself. It had three circular dance floors where circus acts were performed simultaneously—except for the star act, the Lady Godiva number. She rode into the center ring alone on a white horse, clad only in blue light and talcum powder. Danise Darlan appeared as Lady Godiva. She was not twenty then.”
He paused,
