The Godfather

He smiled at her. “And that you didn’t give in,” he said. They both laughed. “They’ll never believe that,” she said. And then Joh

He had, finally, been a little too cruel and he felt stricken at the hurt on her young face. She understood that he was telling her that he hadn’t tried too hard. He had taken the sweetness of her victory away from her. Now she would feel that it had been her lack of charm or attractiveness that had made her the victor this night. And being the girl she was, when she told the story of how she resisted the great Joh

“I will,” she said. She went out the door.

He was left with a long evening before him. He could have used what Jack Woltz called the “meat factory,” the stable of willing starlets, but he wanted human companionship. He wanted to talk like a human being. He thought of his first wife, Virginia. Now that the work on the picture was finished he would have more time for the kids. He wanted to become part of their life again. And he worried about Virginia too. She wasn’t equipped to handle the Hollywood sharpies who might come after her just so that they could brag about having screwed Joh

He recognized her voice immediately and that was not surprising. He had heard it the first time when he was ten years old and they had been in 4B together. “Hi, Gi

“All right,” she said. “The kids are sleeping though; I don’t want to wake them up.”

“That’s OK,” he said. “I just wanted to talk to you.”

Her voice hesitated slightly, then carefully controlled not to show any concern, she asked, “Is it anything serious, anything important?”

“No,” Joh

“OK,” she said. “I’m glad you got that part you wanted.”

“Thanks,” he said. “I’ll see you in about a half hour.”

When he got to what had been his home in Beverly Hills, Joh

His first wife was waiting for him at the door. She was pretty, petite and brunette, a nice Italian girl, the girl next door who would never fool around with another man and that had been important to him. Did he still want her, he asked himself, and the answer was no. For one thing, he could no longer make love to her, their affection had grown too old. And there were some things, nothing to do with sex, she could never forgive him. But they were no longer enemies.

She made him coffee and served him homemade cookies in the living room. “Stretch out on the sofa,” she said, “you look tired.” He took off his jacket and his shoes and loosened his tie while she sat in the chair opposite him with a grave little smile on her face. “It’s fu

“What’s fu

“The great Joh

“The great Joh

It was unusual for him to be so direct. Gi

Joh

To his surprise he saw a look of anger pass over Gi

“Ah, what the hell,” he said. “I’m tired of that stuff. I have to grow up sometime. And now that I can’t sing anymore I guess I’ll have a tough time with dames. I never got in on my looks, you know.”

She said loyally, “You were always better looking than you photographed.”

Joh

She looked thirty-five. A good thirty-five, but thirty-five. And out here in Hollywood that might as well be a hundred. The young beautiful girls thronged through the city like lemmings, lasting one year, some two. Some of them so beautiful they could make a man’s heart almost stop beating until they opened their mouths, until the greedy hopes for success clouded the loveliness of their eyes. Ordinary women could never hope to compete with them on a physical level. And you could talk all you wanted to about charm, about intelligence, about chic, about poise, the raw beauty of these girls overpowered everything else. Perhaps if there were not so many of them there might be a chance for an ordinary, nice-looking woman. And since Joh

She smiled at him, a friendly smile. “You already made me, Joh

He sighed and stretched out on the sofa. “No kidding, Gi

She didn’t answer him. She could see he was depressed. “Do you think the picture is OK? Will it do you some good?” she asked.

Joh

“We have more than enough,” Gi

“I wants see more of the kids too,” Joh

Gi

“By the way, guess who called me,” she said.

Joh

Gi

Joh

“He told me to help you,” Gi