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Alice called, as she entered the kitchen, but the next moment she drew back in surprise and fear, for a strange man, rising suddenly from under the sink, confronted her. He, too, seemed startled. "Oh Oh!" gasped Alice. "Isn't Mrs. Dalwood here?" "I I believe not," stammered the man. "I I'm the plumber there's a leak "
She was a great comfort in trouble a real optimist. Then followed a period of anxious waiting. It was broken by the return of Russ, rather disheveled, tired and excited, but with his precious model safe in the taxicab with him and Mr. Pertell. "Why, Russ, where have you been?" cried Mrs. Dalwood. "I just wish I'd been there!" exclaimed Billy. "Was there a fight, Russ?"
Dalwood had returned, and found the note her son had left. There was not much information in it Russ had not had time for that and the mystery seemed all the deeper. "I wonder what I had better do?" asked Mr. DeVere of Mrs. Dalwood. "Just don't do anything and don't worry," she advised. "I know your daughters are able to take care of themselves especially Miss Alice."
"What's the matter?" cried Russ Dalwood, running back from the stream where he had been to see that an assistant was successfully getting the scene after Estelle had leaped to the other bank. "Matter! Look!" cried the director, and he pointed to Maurice, speeding to carry his message in the small runabout. "Good-night!" gasped Russ, who understood at once. "Why, what's wrong with it?" asked Paul.
"Oh, no, let's stay," suggested Ruth. "We can save a little money by remaining here, and paying less rent." "Besides, we have such nice neighbors!" observed Alice, with a glance at the Dalwood apartments across the hall, at the same time giving Ruth a sly nudge. "Stop it!" commanded Ruth. "What do you mean, Alice?"
The telegraph building had been contracted for by Darwent and Dalwood, and my brother, through the South Australian Bank, was helping to finance them. That was in 1876-7. This was the first, but not the last by any means, of enterprises which contractors were not able to carry out in this State, either from taking a big enterprise at too low a rate or from lack of financial backing.
Dalwood the name of a good doctor," offered Alice. "It's too bad we can't pay Dr. Haldon, but we will as soon as we can. Mrs. Dalwood may know of a good throat specialist nearby." "Yes, you had better go," said Mr. DeVere in a low voice. "I must be able to go on with the rehearsals to-morrow." Alice fairly flew across the hall, and the tragic little story was soon told. Mrs.
"Just in time, Ruth and Alice!" called Russ Dalwood, who was one of the chief camera men. "Your scene goes on in ten minutes. You have just time to dress." "It's that 'Quaker Maid; isn't it?" asked Ruth, for she and her sisters took part in so many plays that often it was hard to remember which particular one was to be filmed. "That's it," said Russ.
We'll see him at the studio." "You're coming in to supper to-night, you know." "Oh, yes, Mrs. Dalwood. Daddy wouldn't miss that for anything!" laughed Ruth, as she turned to wait for her sister. "Of course he says our cooking is the best he ever had since poor mamma left us," Ruth went on, "but I just know he relishes yours a great deal more."
Sarah Dalwood, and her sons, Russ and Billy, the latter aged about twelve. The Dalwoods and the DeVeres became very friendly, and Russ thought there never was a girl like Ruth. Paul Ardite, the younger leading man of the Comet Film Company, thought the same thing of Alice. Frank Pertell was the manager and chief owner of the film company.
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