Word: coatroom
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...whiffter of my elbow room to show him that I belonged there, and he lay down so I could get over him. Then I pulled out my watch and gosh all was left was ashes. 'Jiminy it must be late!' I thunk, and run into the East Coatroom for my Bromo Seltzer. It was gone and they were doing big bottles around the empty apples. So I drank something else which tasted fine so when the bottle came round again I took another swig. I felt fine then but there was so much elbow room there was nothing to lean...
...other respects, Four Hours To Kill develops strictly according to the rules of its medium. In and about the lounge are revealed the interlacing stories of the coatroom boy suspected of stealing a diamond pin; the polite gigolo cheating with the wife of the owner of the department store where the coatroom boy's fiancee is a filing clerk; the detective whose daughter is about to graduate from high school; the murderer's antagonist married to the usher who is trying to blackmail the coatroom boy. The neatness of Author Krasna's construction, the pace of Mitchell...
...callow collegian who gets caught lying to his sweetheart, the burly youth who finds it embarrassing to have just married a scrawny dowager, the bewildered old couple from the country. There is, too, the graciously unfaithful wife (Ilka Chase) who discovers that her lover is a cad. An earnest coatroom attendant, who has got mixed up with one of the girl ushers, steals Miss Chase's diamond pin to pay for an abortion while his devoted fiancee, aware of his predicament, is needlessly surrendering to her employer to get the money...
There were angry mutterings along the stag lines and in the flask-fragrant coatroom. Blood had long been bad between the natty law students and the virile engineers. When it was learned that Burnis Frederick and three other law students had abducted Miss Butterfield, taken her from Columbia to Moberly, Mo., the engineers were hot indeed. Three days later eleven of them set upon Burnis Frederick and a companion. Was Burnis Frederick a milk sop? Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang! went his revolver. Down went three of the avengers of Mary Butterfield: Jerry Cebe, captain-elect of the wrestling...