Character actress, Kathleen Harrison, was born on Feb 23, 1892 in Blackburn, England. Harrison died at the age of 103 on Dec 7, 1995 in London, England .
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WHAT A CHARACTER! Blogathon:on Dec 4, 2021 From Caftan Woman
Paula's Cinema Club, Outspoken & Freckled, and Once Upon A Screen are hosting their annual What a Character! Blogathon on December 4th. It is the 10th anniversary of this highly anticipated event! Thank you, Paula, Kellee, and Aurora.February 23, 1892 - December 7, 1995"Go out i... Read full article
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Mr. Jingle: Watch his looks... his whispers. He'll sit next to her at table. He'll flatter her and cut you.
Rachel Wardle: Cut me?
Mr. Jingle: Dead... you'll see for yourself.
Rachel Wardle: I will indeed!
Mr. Jingle: You'll cast him out?
Rachel Wardle: I will!
Rachel Wardle: You'll take another?
Rachel Wardle: Yes!
Mr. Jingle: You shall. I shall be that man! A worship from first... devoted slave... in a torment... sleepless nights... fortune of my own...
[examines the jewel on her finger]
Mr. Jingle: love you for yourself... death do us part... dare I hope.
Rachel Wardle: Oh, Mr. Jingle.
[she faints in his arms]
Nigel Hartley: I'm sorry there should be this sort of atmosphere. After all, we're only ships that pass in the night.
Broughton: Hmmm. Do you want a drink, or will you pass now?
Aga Ben Dragore: [as the romantic Kaney is making tea for the household] Six cups? That's just... just four too many.
[Grabbing her hand]
Aga Ben Dragore: Eh?
Kaney: Tell me about Egypt. Have you ever seen a shiek?
Aga Ben Dragore: [Imperiously folding his arms a la Valentino] I am one!
Kaney: [Shocked] What?
Mr. Jingle: Miss Wardle... forgive intrusion... no time for ceremony... all is dicovered!
Rachel Wardle: Zat?
Mr. Jingle: Sshh... fat boy... scoundrel... treachorous dog... told old lady... old lady furious... raving.
Rachel Wardle: My mother?
Mr. Jingle: You and Tuppy.
Rachel Wardle: Tuppy?
Mr. Jingle: Kissing in greenhouse.
Rachel Wardle: Ah! Mr. Jingle, if you're trying to insult me.
Mr. Jingle: On the contrary... overheard fat boy... come to warn you... dreadful danger... tender my services... prevent hub-bub... other hand... think it an insult... leave room.
Rachel Wardle: What shall I do? My brother will be furious!
Mr. Jingle: No possible doubt... outrageous.
Rachel Wardle: Oh, Mr. Jingle, what can I say?
Mr. Jingle: Ah. Say, um, say he grifted. Nothing simpler... fat boy horsewhipped... your word believed... end of matter. One word of warning: beware of false hearts beating beneath smiling face.
Rachel Wardle: Whoever do you mean?
Mr. Jingle: Wild horses wouldn't drag... only wants you for your money.
Rachel Wardle: You're referring to Mr. Tupman?
Mr. Jingle: Lips sealed... old friend... ladykiller... loves another.
Rachel Wardle: Another? Who?
Mr. Jingle: Niece... Emily.
Rachel Wardle: My niece. It can't be. I won't believe it.
Mr. Jingle: Watch him.
Rachel Wardle: I will.
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