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COPYRIGHT, VITAGHAPH COMPANY
FLORA FINCH IN “STRICTY NEUTRAL”
They Want To Tell You All About It.
JT HAPPENED in the leading motion-picture theater in a
Western town, which shows that the talking nuisance is not restricted to any particular territory.
A gabby woman and her guest seated themselves with much fussing about. The woman in front and the man behind them suffered in silence, hoping they would quiet down eventually.
“I’ve seen this picture before,’’ announced the gabby woman. “It’s a scream. I’ll tell you about it. You see, the husband becomes suspicious of his wife — she tells him she is going to the club when she is taking dancing lessons — and he goes to”
The woman in front turned and glared fiercely at the gabby woman.
“S-s-s-shh-h !” she hissed.
“What on earth is the matter with that woman?” gabbled
COPYRIGHT, vn AGRAPH COMPANY
KATE PRICE AND FLORA FINCH IN “WHOSE HUSBAND”
the talker. “Doesn’t she act queer? May be she’s a drug fiend or something. She certainly doesn’t act right — she seems to be muttering all the time to herself, doesn’t she? Well, you see, then the mother in law, she — See there ? Watch him now ! Pretty soon the husband will grab his wife by the shoulder There! Now the mother-in
law will”
“Madam,” said the man behind the pair, “could you possibly be made to under¬ stand that the audience has paid its money to see the picture and not to listen to your opinion of it?”
COPYRIGHT, VIT AGRAPH COMPANY
FLORA FINCH, LEADING COMEDY WOMAN WITH VITAGRAPH CO.
“Why — how dare you address me, sir!” snapped the gabby woman. “I don’t see what’s the matter with every¬ body to-day. If my husband was here,
you wouldn’t dare to”
“Would you mind telling me where I can find your husband, then?” per¬ sisted the man. “Since you have spoiled the picture for me, I would be glad to tell your husband what I think of you, as you would not understand it. ” “My husband is dead !” sniffed the gabby woman. “I’m going to complain to’ ’
“I can understand that,” returned the man; “but why try to talk me to death, also?”