When pawky Playwright Charles MacArthur became editor of Theatre Arts magazine eleven months ago, he didn't expect that all his "conditions of employment" (one of them was getting Lana Turner for his secretary) would be met. But he did expect enough cash in the till to pay the magazine's bills.
Recently, he returned from a European tour to find that Publisher-Impresario Alexander Sandor Ince, whom the staff called "the headlong Hungarian," had romped through most of the magazine's capital, including $30,000 from Doris Duke. Hiring & firing had taken a whimsical turn: Playwright...
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