People: Jun. 7, 1968

Oriental gongs trembled as the beautiful young dancer swayed into Khmer rhythms. The bell tones of her name signify "Goddess of Flowers," and certainly Princess Bopha Devi, 25, eldest daughter of Cambodia's Prince Norodom Sihanouk, looks as serene and elegant as the white frangipani blossoms that she usually scatters through her hair. Now she was wearing the 6th century headdress, valued at $200,000, that marks her position as prima ballerina in Cambodia's Royal Ballet. It is a 2,000-year-old tradition that the leading dancer be the daughter of the king—and though Sihanouk has renounced his royal title, Princess Devi is prima in the hypnotic dances, which, she says, are "witnesses to the past grandeur, glory and imperishable grace of our original civilization."

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The luck o' the Irish must have rubbed off on Raymond Guest, 60, retiring this month after three years as U.S. Ambassador to Ireland. Last September, Guest bet $2,400 at odds of 100 to 1 with London Bookie William Hill that his then unproven two-year-old colt, Sir Ivor, would win or place in this year's English Derby. Sir Ivor then won three consecutive starts, and last week—by now an odds-on favorite —he ran away from a field of twelve other horses to win the English Derby by 1 ½ lengths. So in 2 min. 38.73 sec., Guest won $282,961—a purse of $140,461 and a bet of $142,500.

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A familiar name in the law courts popped into view once again: Danny Escobedo, 30, subject of a 1964 Supreme Court ruling on a defendant's right to counsel, was sentenced in Chicago to two concurrent 20-year terms for selling marijuana. It was the second narcotics conviction for Danny in three months: last February, he was sentenced to 22 years for selling heroin. And next week he faces a charge of robbery. Escobedo is appealing the February narcotics rap on the ground that tape recordings introduced into evidence constituted unconstitutional eavesdropping.

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It was a sultry night at Holland's sea-coast spa of Noordwijk, and the guests at Hotel Huis ter Duin were finishing a late supper when in drooped Mia Farrow, 23, fagged out after a day on the set of a gay little flick called Secret Ceremony. From then on the facts are hard to come by, but according to witnesses, Co-Star Robert Mitchum, 50, bounded to his feet and smothered Mia with a kiss—so all-consuming that Mia allowed her dangling cigarette to burn a hole in the suit of a somewhat wobbly diner. "I don't like that!" he protested, staggering to his feet and menacing poor Mia. Neither did Mitchum, who plastered a plate of salad on the Dutchman's face. In return, the gentleman heaved a salad at Mia. Before the waiters broke up the festivities, the air was full of cucumbers and tomato slices. Custard pie, anyone?

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