Picture Play Magazine (Oct-Nov 1915)

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\ PICTURE-PLAY WEEKLY s caught with the goods, in a private )om, with a "skirt." Fear, they say, lends people wings, erhaps jealousy does the same. At ly rate, Mrs. Haekett was at the door B it the dining room before her husband mid escape. As her knock sounded, oger whispered to his father : ''Leave to me." 'James !" said Mrs. Haekett, fixing ili baleful eye upon her husband. "What B rl Boss Flynn leering at him. Flynn was accompanied by two newspaper reporters and a photographer. Scandal loomed large in the immediate future, and J. P. Haekett, who hated scandal with the true fervor of those who have the most cause to fear it, did exactly the wrong thing. He tried to buy off the boss. "Nothing doing !" said Flynn virtuously. "The people have a right to know about this." He turned to Roger : had lied so nobly, but could she, knowing all, permit the sacrifice of such a son for such a father? By morning her mind was made up. She called upon Roger's fiancee, Miss Armstrong, and told her the whole truth, innocently believing that this girl would exert herself to clear her intended husband. Miss Armstrong heard her out, and replied : "You are the woman who stole my purse, and 1 can put no reliance upon Reputation, career, social position — all would be regained or lost forever by a single word, and Roger was bes this mean? Who is this person ath you?" "If you mean the young lady, mother," id Roger, "she isn't with father — le's with me !" "Yes," exclaimed his father, taking Vjger's cue, "I caught him at it — drink g with this young female." "Roger, I'm ashamed of you !" '5 "Well you may be, ma'am," said a iumphant voice in the doorway, and at I at moment a flash light was exploded. 9 Turning toward the door, Roger saw forced to say it. "Did I understand you to say that this young woman came here with you?" Molly held her breath. Would the young man save himself at the last moment by telling the truth, or would he remain loyal to his father? Reputation, career, social position — all would be regained or lost forever by a single word. Roger spoke it : "Yes !" Molly sighed. Here, at last, was a true man ! There was no rest for Molly that night. She was glad — glad that Roger your word — (lie word of a thief. I, who am perfectly innocent, have seen my name in the newspapers connected with that of the man who deceived me, and I want nothing more to do with him. I have broken our engagement, and I will not see him again." Shocked at the attitude of Miss Armstrong, Molly offered Roger her assistance in winning his fight on the boss. He carefully explained the situation. His case against the boss was complete, with the exception of a few papers