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adies in
A chiller-thriller of a screen story! Co-starring Ida Lupino and Louis Hayward, from the famous stage play
Appearing together for the first time on the screen, Mr. and Mrs. Louis Hayward (Ida Lupino) have highly dramatic roles in Columbia's picturization of Gilbert Miller's Broad way success, produced for the movies by Mr. Miller and Lester Cowan. See Page 71 for complete cast and credits.
You'll shiver at the suspense of "Ladies in Retirement" with its weird story of three sisters, a scheming intruder, and a fatuous old woman. In these scenes you see the stars, Hayward and Lupino, supported by Elsa Lanchester and Edith Barrett as the sisters, and Isobel Elsom of the original N. Y. stage cast.
EVEN when there had been no dread secret in Estuary House, the place had held that sinister feeling of mystery. There was always mist in the winter, hanging ow over the desolate marshlands, and gulls screamed hoarsely over the Thames Estuary and the river was as gray as the bleak sky over it.
The house had been built in the days of the Tudors but time had not softened it. It stood there grimly be
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hind its stone walls, its scraggly garden choked with weeds. But inside it had been cozy — once. Ellen put the thought away from her with a shudder. There were some things she could not bear to remember. And yet she couldn't help remembering. The fire had burned brightly in the huge stone fireplace and there had always been a kettle standing on the hob, for Miss Fiske had loved her tea, just as she had loved all the good things of life. Juicy joints done to just the proper turn, and currant jam and those cobweb-covered bottles down the cellar she had brought up when she felt in the mood. She had brought up a bottle of champagne that day, and Ellen felt as if she could never bear to look at one again.
Oh, there wasn't any doubt that Miss Fiske had loved life even at the end when she must have been sixty, though no one would ever have thought it to look at her rouged cheeks and her red mouth and the pink and white powder that made her complexion look as fresh as a girl's, from a distance anyway. Her hair was still as brightly red and as full of little curls as it had been when