After more than a year of traveling throughout the Middle East, Marguerite Harrison returned to the United States find that Tommy was engaged to Margery D. Andrews, the granddaughter of one of the founders of Standard Oil. They wed on October 3, a month after Marguerite’s return.
Marguerite, now forty-six, felt herself at loose ends. Less than 10 years earlier, she had been a Baltimore society matron hosting luncheons and raising money for a children’s hospital. In a brief time, she had been a movie and theater critic, a foreign correspondent, a travel writer, and a spy. She had been imprisoned in Russia twice, ventured into the remotest parts of Asia and the Middle East, and interviewed kings, generals, and warlords. All the while, she had continued to feed information to the United States intelligence services.
Now she had no idea what she would do next. “I had no desire to settle down and take up a definite career,” she recalled. “I had become a confirmed wanderer and I felt that I could not adapt myself to any prescribed pattern of living.”
She returned to writing newspaper and magazine articles about her adventures, and, despite her reputation as an unreliable lecturer, she signed with the Ponds Speakers Bureau to earn money to help pay for the Grass production.
At last, the film’s premiere was set for March 30, 1925. A week before, the New York Daily News heralded the movie as a “scenario from the Hand of Destiny.”
The next day, an article in the London Times carried news of another encounter with destiny: Solomon Mogilevsky was dead.