Judge — December 13, 1919 — page 27: what you’re looking at

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From “Tur Stora” High Romance and High Comedy From “Tur Storm” Robert Rendel, Edward Arnold and Helen MacKellar The insoluble threesome. Hibernating in a lone Canadian cabin has its effect on the heart. The rivals decide to cut for a freeze-out. Davo Stewart- e! Burr Wixton—Ace! Stewart—Strange we both cut aces!” Wixton—Yes, but I have mine. Stewart—So have I. But the winning spade failed to bury Stewart's hopes. Davin Stewart—I'd like to take you away to the city. Manette Facuarp— Where 'you come from—Montreal? Dave —Farther than that. Manette—N'York? Davio—Farther than that; London, Man- ette—Oh, I know—that is zee place where the bridge it fall down, Rosatie—You told me you thought it was wrong to marry again and I felt so. guilty. Reccte—So did I. Ro- satie—O ne doesn't marry again if one tares, You really love me? Recete (turning) —Yes, God help me. Three Scenes from “Wenotnc Betts” Rosauie—You're going to be loyal to Miss Hunter? Reccte— Yes. Rosatte—That’s good. I’m sure you'll be very happy with her. Reocte—How can I when I love you? Rosauie—Do you call that being loyal to Miss Hunter? Reccie—I said I was going to be. Ros. —Oh! Tomorrow? Reccre—Yes. satie—Well, I hope you'll have a nice day for it. sGie (to Jackson, his bigamistically in- d butler)—I'm going to ask you rather an impertinent question, Jackson. JACKSON —Thank you, sir, Reccre—You see, things have occurred here tonight that are—er— rather unusual. Jackson (glancing at Ro- salie)—Yes, sir. They have indeed, sir. I refer to your discovery, under , of a long-lost wife. Jack » sir. Reccte—Your first wife? —My sacred oath on it, sir.