The Heroine is despondent. She sits at the window of her drab abode, contemplating suicide. The organ of the cinema house plays Tchaikovsky's Pathétique or something equally lugubrious and appropriate. But, hark! A knock on the door! The organist changes quickly into some gay lilt by Mendelssohn. It is the Hero, or a telegram from him, just in time. The Heroine does not leap to her death. Everything ends happilyin the movies. Now that the "talkies" have come, you can actually hear that situation-saving knock on the door. And nowadays the organ...
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