Edith came from Dallas ... went to Hollywood ... became a showgirl ... worked for Sam Goldwyn.
When N.T.G. opened the famous old Paradise Restaurant on Broadway, in 1932, he imported 12 Goldwyn girls—at $150 a week—for his première. Edith was one.
On the Coast, the luminous Miss Roark had been the constant companion of George Raft.
In New York, she met singer Harry Richman—my, how that guy gets into our stories!—and became his constant companion.
A few months later, Richman and Raft happened to meet in Chicago.
Raft said to Richman—"Harry, what's this I hear about you trying to steal my girl?"
Richman said to Raft—"Georgie, you're nuts. She's my girl and you keep away from her."
Raft replied—"I'll prove it."
He phoned Edith in New York, said—"Honey, Richman says you love him."
Miss Roark, not knowing Richman was listening in on the extension, cooed sweetly—"Why, Georgie, you know you're my only love. I'm just being polite to Richman. He's important and can do me good."