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The president of the Alectrion Film Corporation knew the Lumano, and the vicinity of the Red Mill as well. It seemed to him very probable that the scenario had been lost. And the gold-mounted fountain pen? Why, that might have easily rolled down a crack in the summer-house floor. The whole thing was a matter so fortuitous that Mr.
Grimes was more at fault than he actually was," said Ruth, boldly. "Surely he did not push her off that tree!" "No," said Mr. Hammond, drily. "Did she jump?" "Jump! Goodness! do you think she is crazy?" demanded Ruth, so shocked that she quite forgot to be polite. "Then she did not jump," the manager of the Alectrion Film Corporation said, quite placidly. "Very well. Tell me what you saw.
Thoughts rioted in her brain. For a week she had felt the inspiration of creative work milling in her mind that is what she called it. She had promised the president of the Alectrion Film Corporation to think up some unusual story preferably an outdoor plot for their next picture. And thus far nothing had formed in her mind that suggested the thing desired.
In the morning his grandmother admitted having found the boy curled up in a rug and asleep before the sitting-room fire. "An' I thought he was out o' doors all the time," she said. "I ought to punish him, anyway, I s'pose, for scaring me so." Hammond, head of the Alectrion Film Corporation. She called up the Lumberton Hotel every day to learn if the film company had arrived.
It was not until the yacht was gone with Ruth Fielding and her party that Mr. Hammond set on foot the investigation he had determined upon the night before. The president of the Alectrion Film Corporation thought a great deal of the girl of the Red Mill. Their friendship was based on something more than a business association.
Mary darted toward it and picked it up. She read the check loudly excitedly almost in a shriek! "Goodness, gracious me, Ruthie Fielding! Is Mr. Hammond giving you this money all this money for your very own?" But Ruth did not reply. She was scanning the letter from the president of the Alectrion Film Corporation. Mr. Farrington was plainly nervous.
Hammond of the Alectrion Film Corporation believed that the Indian girl would in time become a successful screen actress. "It is so pretty here, Miss Ruth," she said to her mentor. "May I sleep in the other bed off your sitting room? It is sweet of you. How foolish of people wanting to see on the screen how poor Indians live in their ignorance.
A green slip of paper fluttered out. It was a check for twenty-five dollars from the Alectrion Film Corporation. With it was a note highly praising Ruth's first effort at scenario writing for moving pictures. "What is it?" demanded Helen. "You look so funny. There's no nobody dead?" "Do I look like that?" asked Ruth. "Far from it!
It might be that Bilby could get them away from Ruth's care. And then what would the Alectrion Film Corporation do about this next picture that had been planned? Aunt Alvirah made no complaint as to how or where the car went as long as it went somewhere. She admitted she liked to travel fast.
She described the man who had been playing the hermit since the Alectrion Film Corporation crowd had come to Beach Plum Point. "That's the fella," said the old man, nodding. Ruth stood aside while he waited on his customers and digested these statements regarding the man who claimed the authorship of the scenario of "Plain Mary."
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