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Updated: July 25, 2025
But daddy would be sure to think we would get into some trouble. So we may as well not bother him." "All right!" agreed Ruth. She was entering into the spirit of the affair now. Her eyes were shining and her cheeks vied in hue with those of Alice. The other note, marked "Urgent!" was thrust under the kitchen door of the Dalwood flat. "They'll be sure to see that," remarked Alice.
Dalwood was out," faltered Alice. And then, as the man turned to go down the stairs, like a flash it came to her who he was. "The man Russ had the trouble with that day Simp Wolley who tried to get his patent!" Alice almost spoke the words aloud. "The the leak is fixed," the man went on. "You you " stammered Alice. But the man did not stay to hear, but hurried downstairs.
"I'll take the part." Rehearsals were going on in various parts of the studio, and some plays were being filmed. Russ Dalwood was busy at one of the cameras. "Have you got a part you like, Ruth?" asked Alice, when she had finished looking over her lines. "Indeed I have, I'm supposed to be Lady Montgomery, and there are two counts in love with me.
His two daughters, Ruth, aged seventeen, and Alice, aged fifteen, also became engaged in the work, and later they were instrumental in doing Russ Dalwood a great service in connection with a valuable patent he had evolved for a moving picture machine. The second volume was called "The Moving Picture Girls at Oak Farm; Or, Queer Happenings While Taking Rural Plays."
Dalwood suspected, or Russ may have hinted at their neighbors' straits, for many a nourishing dish was sent to Ruth and Alice, on the plea that there was more of it than Mrs. Dalwood and her sons could eat. There were more invitations from the Dalwoods to dinner or supper, but Mr. DeVere was proud, and declined, though in the most delightfully polite way.
"What will you do?" interrupted a new voice, and with relief Ruth and Alice looked up, to see Russ Dalwood entering the room. "Excuse me," he said to the girls, "I knocked, but you did not seem to hear. Possibly there was too much noise," and he looked at the man significantly. "Is there any trouble here?" the young moving picture operator asked.
DeVere, Russ Dalwood caught Alice by the hand, and guided her steps with his. She had been about to turn off at a corner, to carry out her intention of seeking employment in one of the many manicure parlors on a certain street. Now she hesitated. "Well," asked Russ, impatiently, "don't you like the idea?" "Oh, it's fine it's splendid of you!" Alice replied, with fervor, "but you know "
"No, wait Russ!" replied Ruth, with an obvious effort. "We had the chain on. We'll let you in!" The DeVeres had only known their neighbors across the hall since coming to the Fenmore Apartment. Yet one could not live near motherly Mrs. Sarah Dalwood and not get to know her rather intimately, in a comparatively short time. She was what would have been called, in the country, "a good neighbor."
I thought at first he was using the old method to get acquainted." "So did I. But he isn't that kind." "He doesn't seem to be." Russ Dalwood came around the corner of the porch with Paul Ardite and Hal Watson, a young man lately engaged to play juvenile roles. Hal had become very friendly with the little group that circled around Ruth and Alice.
Their door swung open, for someone had seemingly caught at the knob to save himself from falling. The girls had a glimpse of their neighbor across the hall, Russ Dalwood by name, pushing a strange man toward the head of the stairs. "Now you get out!" cried Russ, and the man left rather unceremoniously, slipping down two or three steps before he could recover his balance and grasp the railing.
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