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A literary type of cocktail party, would you say?
Everything...theatrical...just everybody. She was
one of the girls--Kay.
I said to Mary Astor, “You come over to my office
and call for me. I'll take you up to this party. As a
matter of fact, George Kaufman most certainly will be there
so you'll meet us both at the same time. You'll meet a
hundred other people you'll like.”
So Mary showed up at the office. She was lovely
looking but didn't particularly win my heart. She wasn't
my type, but I liked her. We went up to the party--a big
crowd there--and I took her up to George Kaufman. I said,
“Mr. Kaufman, this is Miss Astor.” Nobody saw either of
them for a month after that. They just disappeared together.
It was absolute chemistry. When I looked around to find
her, she was gone. So was Mr. Kaufman. As I say, it was
George was like that. He had sort of an understanding
with Mrs. Kaufman. They went their own ways. They loved
each other, but in their own way.
Well, everything was all right. I'd see Mary once in
awhile. Then her diaries turned up!.. this foolish woman
kept diaries, in which she wrote down the most intimate
things--and her husband found the diaries.
Oh, Mary Astor was married.
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