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TO-NIGHT’S PICTURES.

EVERYBODY’S HASTINGS

Yvonne Marinoff (Miss Young) is widowed by the sudden death, of her husband, the prefect of police, at the hands of an infuriated mob. She escapes with her seven-year-old son, Mimo, in whom she is utterly wrapped up. That, night the fleeing Yvonne comes upon a dead woman who is her exact prototype; on the dead body she finds a letter, addressed to Zara, from her uncle, Francis Markrute, a London financier, asking her to come and live with him although he has never seen hed. Yvonne decides to impersonate Zara, comes to London, where she places Mimo under competent care, and goes to Markrute’s home. He wants to have her marry Lord Tancred, of Wrayth Hall, and is willing to dower her by lifting all the mortgages on his estate in addition to a handsome cash settlement. Before Tancred and Yvonne meet, each refuses to enter such a sordid arrangement, but it is a mutual case of love at first sight. After the marriage Mimo is put by Yvonne in new rooms, but although he has a kindly nurse and toys in abundance, he grieves for his absent mother. At Wrayth Hall, the new mistress of the house feels the mockery of her marriage, despite her popularity with the guests who come to visit Wrayth, and the newly-weds speak in monosyllables. Tancred goes off for a solitary ride, and Yvonne receives a telegram telling her that Mimo is dangerously ill. She goes to him at once. Tancred returns and misconstrues the wire, and follows her in his racer. He finds her nursing the boy, and there she tells him her whole sticry; after a moment of suspense, he takes her in his arms.

MUNICIPAL THEATRE, HASTINGS

They’re off.—The thousands in the stand are galvanislied into thrilling expectancy. Among them are just a boy and a girl. To them the raco means the best life holds—happiness, home and love. The jockies’ silks show vividly. Drumming hoofs rise to a crescendo as down the straight they come. Whips are out—piercing shouts and cries rise from every lover of horse flesh. They are at the distance. The favourite comes fast through a gap in the bunched field. The boy’s breathless hold on the girl’s arm tightens—- “ He’ll win yeti” he cries. He’s Ir(sh, this boy-—and to his Irish heart the thrill. There is a crash —a shriek—and when the dust clears ... Is iie still coming? This is only one of the many thrilling scenes in “Sandy,” the latest Paramount production with the popular duo Louiso Huff and Jack Pickford. “When False Tongues Speak” is a thrilling mystery play, the first of that type made by Miss Pearson. It is a picture filled with interest and real drama and new and startling photographic effects, and has scored a great success with the crowds everywhere. “Friend Husband” is the title of the latest two-act Mack Sennott comedy ,a picture that would make a cat laugh. The latest American Gazette completes a splendid bill. Intending patrons are advised to book early.

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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume IX, Issue 117, 3 May 1919, Page 3

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TO-NIGHT’S PICTURES. Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume IX, Issue 117, 3 May 1919, Page 3

TO-NIGHT’S PICTURES. Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume IX, Issue 117, 3 May 1919, Page 3

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