Magic carpets and wishing lamps are hard to come by these days in London's middle-class Fulham. Nevertheless, pretty, honey-blonde Katherine Scott had no intention of living out her years in Marville Road and some day marrying a young shipping clerk or a £5-a-week railroad carter like her father. One glamorous day, when Cinemactor Ray Milland came to London, 16-year-old Katherine wangled an interview with him and Ray promised to get her a screen test. Katherine told all her friends, and the garish News of the World sent a photographer around to take her...
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