Gee Mom it is terrible to be in a mix-up like this I had no idea that high life was so complicated and for the first time I am doubting whether I am big enough for my job. Just think of it to save the situation they have had to send out another story to say that the cost of keeping up the Spokesman’s private yacht that is really a ship of the navy is two hundred thousand dollars a year and so everybody can see that He lives like a Gentleman of His high Station had ought to do. Well I seen that Mr. Edgerton was so blue I hated to tell him any more troubles but I thought that he should know about how I had spoke to that feller that has been following us and how he had walked home with me. I said that some time the feller would of been bound to of found out where I lived and Mr. Edgerton said that was right. And he said that he would not give a whoop about it because the truth was he was sick of his job and anybody that wanted it could have it for the price of ten cents. And he would go and get a job with some big business where a feller could do what he pleased and not have somebody snooping on him all the time. Of course I tried to cheer him up I told him how he must think about the plain people and he said something about the plain people that was not nice for a lady to hear and him sitting right in front of one of them Eyetalian madonnas in the art-gallery too. I went home very sad and lonely and without no dinner and gee Mom what should I run into at home? Mrs. Budd that is my landlady must of been watching for me for she come running out and of course I was scared I wonder if I will ever get so that I do not jump when I see a landlady coming at me. But it wasn’t to get her money this time but to tell me that there has been a lady here looking for me about a half an hour ago. “A lady?” I says. “What sort of a lady?” “A large soft lady,” she says, “a real sure enough one a swell looker.” “And didn’t she leave no name?” “No,” says Mrs. Budd, “she said she would come back again.” And suddenly something hits me and I says, “How was she dressed?” She says that she had on a long squirrel-skin coat that must of cost a thousand dollars and gee Mom it most floored me for of course it must be Mr. Edgerton’s wife. And of course that is what that feller was following me home for and he has told her where I live and she has come after me. And gee I feel like I was Lydia Lovelight--do you remember how pathetic she was in “Passion’s Prey?” But do you really suppose that crazy woman can be after me with a gun because she thinks that I have took her husband away from her? I says to myself, “Mamie Riggs you have wished that you could get to Hollywood and now its seems that Hollywood is come to you!” Well, if anything happens you will see it in the papers. Your scared daughter MAME. LETTER XI IN WHICH I PLAY A BIG SCENE DEAR MOM: