POLA’S FIANCE

Poverty Bay Herald, Volume LV, Issue 17740, 29 March 1932, Page 10

POLA’S FIANCE

A SHY .MILLIONAIRE “HAS WAITED FOR SIX YEARS” LONDON, Feb. 8. Miss Pola Negri is going to marry a man who shrinks so much from publicity that his name will be divulged to tlu‘ world only on their wedding day. lie will he her fourth husband. A Daily Express representative spoke to her by telephone in her suite in the Drake Hotel, Chicago; and her vibrant voice, with its tired—and very effective —little droop, almost obviated the need of television. “I shut my eyes, and saw again that reddest mouth, that blackest hair, that whitest skin, and those most enormous and seductive eyes—she revels in a region of superlatives—of the woman who told me in London last year that slio won.(l live only for her ar-r-r-t. She rolls her r’s most sweetly. “VIORUEG SHY.” “And who,” 1 asked, “is the lucky man you have chosen?” "The lucky man?” she echoed, "All, well, he is a vorree shy man. 1 cannot. tell vmi his name, fie dislikes publicity so much. I will tell you only on our wedding day. lie l'orrrhids me to tell you beforrre. "Wo shall he married in August at the,latest. Perhaps in July. Perhaps in June. 1 am making a picturo soon, and, when that is done, I shall marry. I do not know if 1 shall give up my career then, or not. I may Vo r 1 may just bo married.” / “Who is he?” I said. “Is! lie a—” “He is simply a multi-millionaire,” replied the ex-Baroness Popper, the i x-Countess Eugene Domski, the exITincess Serge Mdivani. “But I am not marrying him because of his money. 1 am verree fond of him. 1 respect him. “lie is a fine man—and lie’s 15 years .older than I. I think that a woman, if she is to he contented in marriage, must have a husband to whom she can look up. “Ah! 1 hope now, after all my unfortunate experiences, to find happiness. “I shall never forget Rudolph Valentino. He was the grrreat love of my life. But this good, fine man, of whom f am so fond, represents to me something for which I have always craved Here the Atlantic between us shivered her words. “For which you have craved ” I repeated. “Yes —peace!” said Pola Negri. Then she added, ‘Tie has been waiting for me for six yearrs.”

And now—the happy ending. Just ns in the good, old-fashioned films.