Balcony Scene

The 350 spectators in Studio A at Hollywood's Radio City got a taste of incongruity last week. The technicians in the control room, even the cast of the Rudy Vallee show, were touched by what one of the principals had surmised would be "a kind of phony beauty which would be nice." Surmiser John Barrymore was right. For five minutes, 35 seconds, seated at his special mike, leaning his tired head on his fingers and forgetting to ham it, he played Romeo to his blooming daughter Diana's Juliet. He had coached her for a week and she was good. In the brief respite from radio routine, everyone felt the bond between father and daughter, the oddity of the old love poetry, the Shakespearean depths of grace.

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