Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1929)

Photoplay Magazine — Advektising Section 12 his chair and got it and went out. I waited some more . . . and ... I heard somebody coming from the direction of the gale. 1 thought it was my father. I knew if he found me there, waiting for Dwight, he would shoot Dwight when he came. He had said lie would. I was ... so scared ... I started to run ... to get off the set, and hide on the stage somewhere . . . and I fell and that's how . . . I found out that he was there all the time . . . and ... he was dead ! ' ' "You mean Hardell?" "Dwight . . . yes. I fell on him. I was ... he felt alive. . . he wasn't all cold . . . I felt his face, and then I shook him, and called to him, and he didn't answer . . . and then, when I pushed myself up from the floor, I got blood all o\er my hand. . . ." "Look at me, Bethl" SLOWLY then she turned to him. Her eyes came up to his. "You're telling me that Hardell was on that set all the time . . . and that the only other person who came on the set while you were there was Billy West and that he did not kill him?" "No. He did not kill him!" " Beth, did you see anybody kill him? " "No! No!" "Beth . . . did you do it?" His eyes held hers. "No . . . no. . . ." "Who was it screamed . . . the banshee that Lannigan tells about? " "I did it! When Dwight was dead it scared me so. I ... I got up and ran. I screamed. I did not know I was doing it until I heard myself. ..." "You went straight to that set after the lights were out?" " In a few minutes . . . just as soon as I was sure Mr. Seibert was off the lot ... so he wouldn't come back and. ..." ".And Hardell 's body was there when you first went on?" "Yes. I thought . . . Billy West thought, too . . . because he stepped o\'er him . . . that it was the dummy." "Lannigan and your father swore that Hardell went out with Seibert! Beth, are you sure he did not come back later . . . and all this happened later, and you are not telling me the whole of it? " He went close to her and put Ms hands on her shoulders. He felt her body trembling, like the twanged vibration of a wire. She had been talking through clamped teeth and her hands were clenched at her sides. He saw that her forehead was wet and her upper lip. " Beth . . . this is hard to believe! All my evidence is against it!" "I can't help it! It's the truth! He was there ... all the time! Oh ... I fell right on him! I . . . keep thinking of it ... in the night I wake up and think about it ... " Her teeth chattered. "Will Miss Brown confirm what you have told me?" "Oh, yes. She knows. Ask her! Tell I said to tell you . . . everything! Mona knows!" He stood over her a moment, holding her cold hands, trying to quiet her shaking body . . . trying to gi\'e her the calm courage of his eyes. She turned her face from him, and after a moment, his own eyes misted, he tip-toed away. "TT was a little past twelve when ■'-over," Mona Brown told Smith. Beth went 'Seibert must have passed her in his car. It wasn't more than fifteen minutes before she was back, wliite, and scared silly. She ran to the basin, grabbed the towel hanging beside it and tried to clean off her hands. She wouldn't say anything. "I told her to wait and we'd wash them. Then she keeled over . . . dead faint. I cleaned her up and put her to bed. She's been out of her head, off and on, until yesterday. That's all I know." H DONT WEAKEN, MOTHER rf MODERNIZING MOTHER. . . Ephode Number Three THE MODERN DAUGHTER— graceful as a greyhound, a star at tennis, golf, riding or swimming; with not a nerve or ache in her vital body — how she has shattered hidebound traditions! In a less enlightened age, "girls didn't do such things"; it was unladylike to be too healthy. Millions of mothers whose girlhood was repressed are being trained by daughters to be young again — to know freedom — to grasp the idea that drudgery and useless labor are a sinful waste of life. Modess is one of the many recent inventions which do away with drudgery and discomfort — the drudgery of the old, senseless way. Young women everywhere have found Modess to be convincingly better than older methods. The gracious ease and softness of Modess are certain to please you. There are no square edges to chafe — the sides are smoothly rounded. The filler is a remarkable new substance invented by Johnson & Johnson, world-famous makers of surgical dressings and adhesive tape. It is as soft and yielding as cotton, amazingly absorbent and instantly disposable. The gauze is cushioned with a film of cotton for greater comfort. Modess is deodorizing. Laboratory tests prove it to be more efiicient in this respect. You are sure to prefer Modess — every woman does. Since it costs no more — why not try it? y/ NEW BRUNSWICK, (/ N. J., U.S. A WORLDS LARGEST ^^AKERS OF SUR GICAL DRESSINGS MoJi ess (Pronounced Mo-dess) SO INFINITELY FINER When you write to advertisers please mention PIIOTOPLAT MAGAZINE.