Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1929)

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Photoplay Magazine — Advertising SEfxioN "Sure. I'm on straight from now on until my relief, which comes later. " "Did you see Seibcrt and Ilardell the nif,'ht lie was murdered? You'\e followed the case, of course." The man grinned. "Sure, I seen 'em, Captain!" "Why the devil didn't you say so? " "Why the devil didn't you ask me?" retorted the other with a broad Irish prin. "They was the first car in the Une and that Hardell was using his arm to punctuate his talk and the lace of it was a llyin' pretty in the breeze!" "Did you see any more?" "Divil a bit more. They vvint on wid the rest!" returned the man good naturedly and put his whistle to his lips. Smith turned his steps to the building in progress of construction across the street. He went to the night foreman. "Have you got the same night crew on you had on the 15th?" he asked. "Practically. A few men laid off. Two sick." " I wish you would call them. Is there some place where they can all get together?" "The first floor's all right," said the foreman, not, howe\'er, without the pressure of the law being used upon him. "All right. Make it snappy. " A ND a few moments later, standing on a ■'^■jutting beam, looking down onto a mass of upturned faces . . . Smith called: "I haven't time to question you in private. Some of you ate at the stand on the corner across from here the night of the 15th. That was the night Dwight Hardell was murdered at Superior Film . . ." a sound came up from the men. They knew that all right! "He was in a car that passed by this corner around 12:25 . . . when you men would be returning from your lunch. Now nobody is going to try topin anything on you. We know you couldn't have a hand in it . . . but you can help me to catch the person who did, if . . . you tell what you know. Provided you know anything, of course!" He stopped a moment, and then his voice rang out sharply, "Did any one of you see a man in a blue satin costume, lace at the sleeve . . . which would have showed out of the cuff of his overcoat ... in a big purple car . . . that night, at that time? " Snickers broke out as he finished. The men turned to look in one direction and glances were e.xchanged . . . but no man spoke. " Come now! The way you are acting shows me you know something. I may have to put oneof you in jail to find out. ..." "Goon . . . tell the dick, Johnson!" urged somebody. Smith caught at the name. "Johnson? Johnson! I understand you've got something to tell me! Come on now and then the drinks are on me, boys!" ".\w . . . nothin' . . . only ... I know that director, that Seibert. I used to work at Superior Films, but my wife, she didn't like me playin' around where those movie actresses are . . ."he stopped to turn red as a loud guffaw greeted this part of his testimony. Smith interrupted: "That's all right, Johnson, I don't blame her. They're dangerous babies! So you saw Seibcrt, eh?" " I was crossin' the street and I didn't get out of his way quick enough after the traffic whistle blew and he blamed near cut the pants off me, that's all! Took time to curse me." "Who? Seibert, or Hardell, the man with him?" " I don't know. One of 'em. Guess it was Seibert. He was doin' the drivin'. " " But you saw Hardell?" "The guy had on a lace nightgown under his coat. Sure I saw him ail right ! " "Thanks." "D .\CK at his home. Smith went straight to his ■■^office and locked the door. The persistent ringing of the telephone finally roused him from an almost feverish assembling and sorting of the notes and objects on his desk before him. [to be continued] STARS AND Screen DOROTHY MACKAILL M-G M screen favorite, is u Health Builder enthusiast. (he CreeU Battle sitnpwg°:;°, Veep tadiant\y ^ " /-resS on mess in any the stage o| -^^.^ess and bapP ^^^ ^..een U-essejlV*\ •" ^hv so many f^J^^^^ ^^dv^om stats.socieiy ^^^^^^ QeeK nov/ use seicise with the hgutey heavi \ few min^'f rreeVc Health »u n,orous\y veig' ht est desitec RHGINAI.D DENNY llnivtTsal screen fctar. keepa fit in 15 minutus m. day witl. the Healtli fcuilder : Rattle «-fV, .'. caUy c'lan in Batti rid." r ,ue Won' °^ ■ fnYFreetif"-, ,^ Minutes \K^rtte for r ,„ ^^ m .^^ Health an^ B comp^^ j^^ JOAN CRAWfORD M-G-M screen star. UBes and recommends ihe Health Builder m'« ^?-»iA. KeepsV^ Wlien you write to advertisers plcaso mention PIIOTOPLAT MAGAZINE.