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...Nightmare. Stunned by the dreadful roar of the collision, Mrs. Evelyn Mc-Tootle, proprietress of the nearby Sunset Inn Bar & Grill, thought "a boiler was blowing up." She ran out to the street. A conductor jumped out of one of the trains and yelled at her to turn in an alarm. Mrs. McTootle did as she was told, then filled a cooking pot with water and made for the wreck...
Almost all the action takes place in the Hotel Bijon, a name singularly appropriate because the proprietress, Madame Rose (Francoise Rosay), herself dabbles in stolen baubles. The Hotel Bijon isn't exactly the Waldorf of Paris--as a matter of fact, its dusty brick walls conceal quite a bit of shady activity. Daytime scenes are taken up with the stolen goods racket. I suspect the Boston censors have flourished their knives at the nighttime scenes, but not so much that the results unduly tax the imagination...
Married. General Morris Abraham ("Two-Gun") Cohen, 57, old China hand and soldier of fortune; and Judith Clark, 40, proprietress of Montreal's Judith Clark dress shop; she for the second time, he for the first; in Montreal. A British-born onetime clothes peddler, he met China's late great Sun Yat-sen in Vancouver's Chinatown, became his personal bodyguard, later led Chiang Kai-shek's Chinese regulars and served in Europe as a secret agent for the Chinese...
...About this man Weidel," said the French hotel proprietress, a few days after the Nazis entered Paris. "He came in, trembling. ... He didn't want to register. . . . Next morning ... he was lying fully dressed on the bed; a little glass bottle stood on the night table, empty. . . . We predated . . . Mr. Weidel's name on the register. . . . Then he was buried. . . . What am I to do with [his suitcase...
...Glasgow police court, convicting a brothel keeper, describes her house as "a miniature League of Nations." In a Soho pub catering to all colors and nationalities, the barrel-bosomed proprietress deals thunderously with her conglomerate customers: "All right, you lovely people, it's eleven o'clock; get the hell out of here...