Fred Niblo

“ Only prevented from hating him by one thought—"That woman must have him in her power."
The Grand Carlton tea-room, a playground for fashion and folly.
"Do you know her?"
"Y-yes; most everybody does—or did." ”

“ Let's go up to the roof."
"It's too dull here. Let's go."
"Hello, Dolly! When did you get back?"
Too interested in his pretty "boss" to notice anything else.
"Have tea with me here tomorrow—about one o'clock."
Firm in the belief that to save her mother's happiness she must meet the woman who threatens it.
"Meet me in the tea room here tomorrow at one o'clock." ”

“ Nice young man who knows the city to act as escort to young woman who is a stranger. Applicants please phone Miss Amelia Black, Hotel Grand Carlton, between two and three o'clock this afternoon.
"Gee! At last somebody's come to life! I'm going to answer this!"
"And probably find some chorus girl looking for an easy-mark."
The following afternoon. Just one minute after two.
"This is Mr. W. H. Fiske. I read your Ad and I'd like to apply for the position."
Discovering an "honest ring" in his voice.
"I will take you. Meet me in the west corridor of this hotel at eight-thirty tonight." ”