Whom God Hath Joined

In Hollywood, where marriages wither even faster than reputations, a spoiled little rich girl named Barbara Hutton dropped Husband No. 3 last week. The whole thing took four minutes. She would have made it in three, if she had not taken time out to pose for the news photographers.

Chic and dainty as a Dresden doll, Heiress Babs tripped into Judge Thurmond Clarke's court. She had charged Actor Gary Grant, 41, with "mental cruelty." Grant did not appear, but his manager, Frank Vincent, was there. Barbara threw her arms about him. trilled "Hello, darling." Then she settled down to describing tall, dark & handsome Husband Grant's cruelty.

"Well," she testified, "Mr. Grant and myself did not have the same friends. On more than one occasion when I gave dinner parties, he would not come downstairs, but would have dinner in bed. When he did come down, he was obviously not amused, and naturally, it was embarrassing."

That was all she had to say. Judge Clarke asked: "How did this affect you?"

"It made me rather nervous."

"Did you require the services of a doctor?" "Yes, I did," said Babs brightly. "That's enough," said the judge. "Decree granted."

It was the simplest divorce Babs had been through yet. It had taken her nearly three years to get rid of Count Haugwitz-Reventlow, her No. 2 boy, and six weeks in Reno to shake Prince Alexis Mdivani (of "the marrying Mdivanis"), her first husband. Hollywood gossips said that No. 4 was already waiting in the wings.

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