The Love Piker. We don't know quite which is more tiresome— watching one of the 57 Hollywood varieties of "daughters'' go straight to the Nether Octopus of Shame, via the bathing-revel and flask-party route or seeing one of them won away from rouge, the Ritz and high-hattiness in general by kittens, tame canaries, rural atmosphere and the sight of a pair of baby-rompers. But The Love Piker temporarily swings the weight of ennui in the latter direction. Hope Warner (Anita Stewart) was a frightful snob. She broke...
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