Motion Picture Magazine (Feb-Jul 1923)

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He walked up the little rise of ground before him, whose crest was crowned by a great arching tree. Behind it, unbelievably picturesque, a ruined castle cradled its antiquity on a broad bosomed hill From the Paramount picture, "The Ne'er Do Well " produced by Alfred Green for Famous Players-Lasky Corporation from the novel by Rex Beach. Screen version by Louis Stevens. Copyright, 1923, by Famous Plavers-Lasky Corporation. All rights reserved. The Rex BeacK Novel StoryMzed by Peter Andrews ! KIRK ANTONY opened his eyes on an odd world, circumscribed by the white painted walls of a narrow, swaying room. Kirk was used to rooms "that were not stationary — that is — not exactly. Many a floor had risen unexpectedly and maliciously to smite him on the head and many a wall had crashed in on his unprotected person ; such unpleasant phenomena being not altogether unknown to those who go in for hootch, skirts and jazz — particularly hootch. "Stand still," he muttered. "I'mnotdrunk." But nothing happened. "This is a devil of a note." he continued vaguely, "queer dump, anyway." Seeing the familiar sight of a push button in the wall he obeyed that impulse and a steward answered the summons. "Get me a taxi, boy, and make it snappy." 60 "Taxi, sir?" queried the amazed factotum. "Why — why — you cant get a taxi here " "Why not?" sharply. Kirk was accustomed to prompt service from menials. Every head waiter on Broadway knew and respected — his father's pocket-book, for it was apparently bottomless and Kirk distributed the paternal largess with a free hand. When y o#un g Mr. A n t'o n y appeared on deck in broad daylight in a slightly mussed dinner jacket, he very naturally attracted considerable attention from the deck walkers