Motion Picture Magazine (Feb-Jul 1924)

cir;,MOTioN picTURr Iml I MACAzmr Thistledown (Continued front page 42) But because she was alarmed she concealed it. '"I know how you can drive," she quibbled, "but I can drive pretty well, too. And I'd like to drive — wont you let me, just a little way, please?'' For answer he speeded up, swerved round a curve and skidded toward a telephone pole which he missed by a halfloot. "I feel like going fast tonight," he said. ''I'll drive fast," she promised. Then she wheedled : "Let me show you what I can do on slippery roads." : Hi shook his head stubbornly then, shooting her a glance, seemed to change his mind. "All right," he agreed, tho not too complained. "The cop's out of sight, and the traiific's light — nothing can happen." The words were not out of his mouth when something happened. A roadster overtaking them from the rear swung out to pass, just as a heavy truck came swerving round the corner from a side street. The truck skidded as it took the turn — Dolly would have smashed into the lumbering monster headon had she not been going slowly. As it was, the truck grazed her left fender clean off before she deflected so abruptly that her car shot up on the curb and struck a lamp-post, splintering the windshield. "Did the glass hit you? — are you hurt?" Hi cried, as he grabbed the wheel. "I'm all right — but look at the others !" WKat Has Happened Before In the role of zvaitrcss in the notorious road-house of old Leon, the .Usatian, Dorothy Claiborne of royal lineage meets young Hi Daggett, the millionaire rounder of the village of Fairfield, Conn., atul the old story of the chase begins. Hi tags Dorothy "Thistledozvn," tho she modestly protests that her name is Dolly IVatt. Dolly has her own reason for the disguise — a zix'olfhy fiance from whom she is seeking surcease, i'oung Hi attracts her enormously, but Leon prevents an affair. Later, however, Dolly meets Hi in Fairfield and, in an attempt to punish him for reckless driving, brings the zvratli of the hnv upon him; then penitent, takes the blame herself, and driz'es off into the dusk zvith him, their hearts aflame. Tipsy, Hi kisses Iter insultingly. She leaz'es his car to return to her cottage on the De Bossert place, zvhite Hi spends the night in drinking. But neither can efface the memory of the kiss. Hi seeks Dolly at Leon's, only to find her gone. Rumor has it that Dolly has been seen on the silvcrshect. but lie disregards it. Rumor also has it that a fast zvoman is an interloper on the De Bossert place. Intuitively, Hi drives there, Dolly uppermost in his mind. He finds Dolly in the zcoods and apologises for insulting her. Then follozv many rendezvous. They no longer gamble zvith loz>e, they are in loz'e. Still accepting Dolly as a servant, Hi takes her shamefacedly to his home, believing his spinster sister azvay. She surprises them and insults Dolly. Hi declares his intention of marrying Dolly, but meanzi'hile Dolly has slipped out of the house. He follozt's her to her cottage and peering thru the zmidozv, discovers tzvo things: that Dolly is mistress of the place, and — that she is accepting the caresses of a loud-looking stranger. amiably; he was scowling as he slowed down for the exchange of places. And that was how Dolly happened to be in the driver's seat when the thing happened which presently happened. Her nerves still were jumpy and her knees trembling — and she had a strange, terrifying feeling that something eyil overhung them, lurked in the murky air, might rush upon them any second. The fact that the feeling of premonition was unusual to her made it no less frightening. She tried to summon all her reserves of courage and confidence and caution. But, as a big limousine swept past from the rear, Hi muttered : "We're not driving in a funeral procession, are we? You said you'd show some driving — here, I'll take her again." Then, for some reason fearing most of all to let him have the wheel, the frightened girl stepped boldly on the gas and went whizzing over the slimy road which would give no grip. On the outskirts of the village a traffic cop's uplifted hand warned her. She slowed down in the face of Hi's forbidding scowl. "Wont do to get pinched," she said, and peered forward thru the misted windshield as they glided past the long row of elm-shaded houses, past a line of stores that sent out a confusing gleam of crosslights, and then into the grateful gloom of the residence section again. Now, thank heaven, they were not far from Nanny's. "No need of crawling any longer," Hi The roadster had not been so lucky. The truck had caught it amidships. It was hid from view, but from it somewhere a man's voice was swearing angrily — it was a miracle he was alive to swear at all. The truck-driver, climbing down from his seat, was swearing and muttering. "Anybody hurt?" Hi called, and was starting to climb out when Dolly caught his arm. "Wait a minute,'' thinking rapidly — "if nobody's hurt, maybe you'd better not get mixed in this. It wasn't our fault — and we were doing barely sixteen — but you might be made sort of the goat. There's an old grievance against you, you know." "Yes, they'd like to catch me with something — they'll probably lay the blame on me on general principles." "They cant do that, anyway — I was driving, you see. That'd make whatever blame there is mine." At this new angle Hi frowned thoughtfully ; then : "They're still muttering and swearing at each other, guess nobody's much hurt — let's shoot ahead ! Here, slip over here " But Dolly shook her head. "It's my job — let me finish it." The motor hadn't died — she cleared the lamp-post expertly, pressed her foot down and the speedometer leaped to thirty. "The old boat isn't hurt a bit, not in her vitals !" she exclaimed jubilantly. "Lord, but you've got nerve," said Hi, who had to admire, too, her resourcefulness and quick head. For answer Dolly pressed her foot down Photogi'iipli by Drury Mrs. Jessica Penrose Bayliss of Bryn Muwr, Peuttnylvania on Her .Vtic Hlouni "Charger" Society Leader Removes 53 Ibs^ NEVER drcaiiica you roiild do it, Mr. Wallace," wrote this well-known yoiius matron of Pliiladclpliia's sotjal eleit. She reduced more than 50 lbs. iu nine weets. Her letter should interest anyone who thinks rediioing is still a long laborious process ! But read her own story : "Here I am, back to 138 lbs. after my ao^jirduitois had hovered around the imi)Ossible two hundred mark ! Your perfectly wonderful music movements — nothing else — did it. You have reduced my weight from 191 to 138, and lightened my heart as no one can know who has not had activities and enjoyments curtailed for years — and suddenly restored. 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