Summary
Washington Square’s gas-lamps flicker across a Georgian façade that might as well be a mausoleum; inside, Patty Baring—an heiress stripped to a waif in mourning-grey pinafore—endures a domestic reign of terror orchestrated by Josiah Wheeler, a velvet-clad ghoul who runs a basement gaming hell and covets the deed clenched in her infant fist. One bruised dawn she bolts, petticoat snagging on iron palings like a surrender flag, and vanishes into the sulphurous maze of lower Fifth Avenue where newsboys hawk calamity for a penny. Bobby, a gap-toothed Horatio Alger in knee-patches, smuggles her into a print-shop garret presided over by his typographer-grandfather Herman, whose composing sticks clack out a lullaby of leaden rain. Amid crates of yellowing pamphlets she learns to read the city’s secret cartography: chalk hieroglyphs on shutters, oyster-shell trails, the Morse of telegraph wires. Yet her soot-darkened beauty is a lantern to moths: Edwin Sayer, the reformist D.A. with a gold-rimmed pince-nez and a pocketful of trust-busting statutes, glimpses her distributing socialist tracts near the Jefferson Market and is felled by a coup-de-foudre that will detonate his career. Counter-magnet Ned, a cardsharp who murmurs odds like psalms, is hired by Wheeler to bait the girl into the Inferno Club—an opium-laced gaming pit guarded by a one-eyed bulldog and a brass band that never stops. The raid is staged on a night of carnival masks; police axes splinter mahogany doors, roulette wheels clatter like brass knuckles, and Patty—now a scapegoat in threadbare domino—stands center-stage beneath a chandelier of handcuffs. Edwin, torn between duty and desire, spirits her to his mother’s Greek Revival redoubt on lower Park Avenue, where parlors smell of macassar and maternal judgment. In a final act of poetic restitution, the film cross-cuts between two prisons: Ned and Josiah in the Tombs’ granite bowels, and Patty in a silk-lined nursery learning to sign her reclaimed patrimony. The last shot tilts up from her wedding veil—an avalanche of Chantilly lace—toward a skyscraper skeleton under construction: New York itself, still unwritten.
Synopsis
Patty Baring will lose the fine old Washington Square house she is to inherit if her scheming stepfather Josiah Wheeler's plan to acquire it for himself is successful. Cruelly abused by Wheeler, a gambling hall owner, Patty runs away to live with a newsboy named Bobby and his grandfather Herman. There, in spite of her shabby dress and humble companions, she arouses the admiration of Edwin Sayer, the district attorney. Ned, a soft-spoken gambler, desires to possess Patty, and at the instigation of her stepfather, lures her into a gambling den that Edwin has been planning to raid. Patty is arrested, but Edwin secures her release and places her in the charge of his mother. Ned and Josiah are imprisoned, leaving Patty free to claim her inheritance and wed Edwin.
