“Don’t bother; we’ll take that out of her,” remarked Cartel.
Wally looked from Isabelle’s set face to the manager’s smiling one.
“What is your idea?” he asked.
“Let her try it. Let her live at home. Send her back and forth in your car; protect her, of course. But let her have her fling; it won’t take long,” said Cartel, with a wise nod at Wally.
“Try it, Wally, just give me a chance,” cried the near actress.
“Your mother will raise the roof!” he began.
“She’ll come round, if you back me up.”
“I don’t know,” he said, miserably.
Isabelle flew at him and hugged him wildly.