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...evenings, and Lynda spent her last night doing the town till the wee hours, winding up at a place called Chez Vito, where Georgie, accompanied by five violinists, sang Language of Love in her ear. Meanwhile, down in Nassau the language was "Do Not Disturb" as Luci and Pat hid out in a Lyford Cay villa for four days before emerging for tea with the Governor of the Bahamas...
...scene was worthy of Daumier's pen. Discreetly dressed bourgeois bid ders hid all signs of buying fever, ex cept for a lady who offered $1,600 for a charcoal drawing, Buffoon and His Monkey, in a Landscape, then protested that she did not mean to get that one. The auctioneer rebuked her: "Madame, that's impossible. You've been bidding for five minutes and the object is right in front of you. I regret it, but it's yours...
...sufficiently professional to be published in Seventeen and Mademoiselle. She won a scholarship to Smith, where she made straight A's. But her feelings took their revenge. At 19, after an unhappy month in New York City, she ran home to Wellesley, Mass., crawled under the front porch, hid behind a stack of kindling, and swallowed 50 sleeping pills. Three days later she was found, alive but in ghastly condition. "They had to call and call," she wrote later, "and pick the worms off me like sticky pearls...
...prognosis was confirmed by Peggy's own story, which indicated that Bicycle Bill had long planned to spirit her away. Though she did not know him, he knew her name. The caves where they hid had been stocked with cans of corn and baked beans, which he shared with her. At night when he slept, Bicycle Bill chained her by her neck to a tree, and a couple of times tugged her along by a chain leash. But he did not physically injure her. When after several days Peggy's brown suede shoes wore out, he wrapped...
...trying to compete they'd stop me," said blonde, blue-eyed Roberta Bingay, 23, who started running a couple of years ago to keep company with her husband, a former Tufts University half-miler now in the Navy. For some reason, she got to like it. So she hid in bushes near the starting line in Hopkinton, Mass., waited until the main bunch of runners had disappeared before launching herself onto the course. To disguise her sex, she wore a hooded blue sweatshirt, but when that got too warm, she peeled down to a black swimsuit and Bermuda shorts...