A Woman of Paris: A Drama of Fate

Marie St. Clair:
Perhaps you're right. It was a moment of weakness.

[Intertitle]:
Time heals, and experience teaches that the secret of happiness is in service to others.

Jean Millet:
I'll get mother to prepare your bed.

Jean Millet:
Don't worry dearest, tomorrow we'll forget all these tears.

[Intertitle]:
In the magic city of Paris, where fortune is fickle and a woman gambles with life...

[Intertitle]:
MARIE ST. CLAIR - From the drabness of the village to the gayety of Paris -...

[Intertitle]:
FIFI, a friend - Young and vivacious - living as youth will live.

Marie St. Clair:
Well, such is life.

Fifi:
Don't worry, Marie dear. Everything will come out all right.

Jean Millet:
Well.

Marie St. Clair:
Well.

His Mother:
Well.

Marie St. Clair:
Why bring up the past?

Pierre Revel:
The trouble is you don't know what you do want!

Marie St. Clair:
I want a real home, babies, and a man's respect.

Fifi:
Who do you think was with Pierre last night? That cat Paulette. And she calls herself a friend, the deceitful...

Revel's Valet:
By the way, whatever became of Marie St. Clair?