A good year before she reached Eldorado in Bonnie and Clyde, Actress Faye Dunaway, 27, signed a six-picture deal with Producer-Director Otto Preminger, well known as the fastest litigant in the West. One turkey was born of that union--Hurry Sundown --and Faye went her own way to stardom. Now Preminger wants her back under the terms of their contract, and filed suit in New York complaining that she failed to show up for work as ordered for the beginning of a new picture. Otto wants damages, plus an injunction that would keep her from working for anyone else. Faye, prancing about Manhattan in her tailored mini, had no comment. Say, Clyde, where'd you put that gun?

With Brother Chuck's marriage to Lynda Bird now accomplished, Trenny Robb, 20, has decamped from Milwaukee to have her own shot at the big time in New York. "I'd like to be a model like Jean Shrimpton," she said, "but not for long. My real goal in life is to design dresses." Trenny is already set for a modeling shot in the April issue of Ladies' Home Journal, and she has been signed on as a junior model by the top-ranked Ford agency. "I would hire her even if she had two heads," said Eileen Ford. "She has a terrific personality."

"It's a poor thing but mine own," sighed Britain's former Prime Minister Harold Macmillan, 73, speaking with characteristic nonchalance about the recently published second volume of his memoirs, The Blast of War, 1939-1945. The P.M. had journeyed to New York for the American publication of the book--and a concurrent honorary degree from Columbia University--but his efforts at self-promotion were light to the point of weightlessness. The whole subject of statesmanlike memoirs, he said, invariably made him think of Arthur Balfour's critique of a Churchill memoir: "Winston has written four volumes about himself and called it 'World Crisis.'" As for his own labors, Macmillan is thinking ahead to the fourth and last volume, which he will be tempted to call The Sigh of Relief.

Sprung from jail at Christmas but still living under total mouth arrest, Andreas Papandreou, 48, son of former Greek Premier George Papandreou and one of the most nettlesome critics of Greece's military junta, has decided to carry on elsewhere. Papandreou will return to the U.S., where he taught economics at Berkeley from 1955 to 1959, and will presumably accept one of the academic offers he has received from Northwestern, Brandeis and Berkeley. The U.S. Government is amenable to the plan (Papandreou's wife and four children are American citizens), and the junta is delighted. "He is the idol of the whole world, isn't he?" cracked Deputy Premier Stylianos Pattakos. "He may go where he pleases."

Spies are just plain untrustworthy, griped Eleanor Philby, 55, who has taken to the beach near Tunis to kick up a sandstorm over her estrangement from Superspy Kim Philby. Eleanor tells all in The Spy I Loved, being published in England next week, and has a few extra words for Melinda Maclean, 51, ex-wife of Spy Donald Maclean and the woman who stole Kim away from Eleanor after they were all cozily settled together in Moscow. "All the time I was in Moscow she was running around saying we were the most happily married couple, which we were, and then as soon as I left she started her work," Eleanor groused. "I don't know whether he's married her or not. I don't see how he can stand her, frankly, because she's such a bore."

What living man do Americans admire most in all the world? Dwight Eisenhower, 77, according to Pollster George Gallup's annual popularity survey. The top ten: Eisenhower, Lyndon Johnson, Billy Graham, Bobby Kennedy, Pope Paul VI, Everett Dirksen, Richard Nixon, George Wallace, Ronald Reagan and Harry Truman.

He could not love his art so much, loved he not money more, decided Author Vladimir Nabokov, 68. The Russian-born novelist has signed on with the publishing firm of McGraw-Hill after a 13-year alliance with G. P. Putnam's Sons, the house that brought out Lolita when everyone else was scared witless. According to friends, Nabokov felt that Putnam had not done enough to promote his six books since Lolita; Putnam noted in return that Nabokov without nymphets has gone over great with the critics but hardly at all with cash-paying readers. All the same, McGraw-Hill paid $250,000 as an advance on his next book--King, Queen, Knave, a rewritten version of a novel that he wrote in Russian in 1928.

New York's Jacob Javits, 63, hardly has to make the usual courtesy call on Israel to show that he is Senator of all the people. Nevertheless, Javits turned up in Jerusalem last week as part of an election-year tour of Europe and points east. He donned a yarmulke to visit the ancient Wailing Wall, captured last June by the Israelis when they took over the Jordanian section of Jerusalem. With the home fires stoked, the Senator then flew off to Belgium and England.

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