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He's hardly likely to be at home now, and we may have to search for him." "But we can go home and tell his mother and Billy. One of them could find him, and warn him. Billy knows New York even better than we do." "Yes, I suppose so. Well, we'll go to the apartment and see what happens there." But at the Fenmore the girls had their first disappointment, for none of the Dalwoods was at home.
This time all went well. Alice drove her "flivver" at Mr. Bunn, who was properly knocked down and looked after by Ruth. No small boys, with an exaggerated sense of humor, got in the way, and the girls were shortly back in their apartment. They had moved to a more pretentious home since their success in moving pictures, and the Dalwoods had taken an apartment in the same building.
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.
"I don't know," Alice made answer. "I don't believe he meant to come in here. It was was just an accident. But the door is locked now. Maybe it was some collector like those horrid men who have been to see us lately. The Dalwoods may be short of money, too." "I don't think so, Alice. Russ makes good wages at the moving picture place. Oh, are you sure the door is locked?" "Positive. Don't worry."
"Just what I said we have such nice neighbors across the way," and she gave a little pinch to her sister's blushing cheek. "Yes, the Dalwoods are very good friends," remarked Mr. DeVere, all unconscious of this little by-play between his daughters. "And Russ is certainly a fine young man." "Indeed he is; isn't he, Ruth?" asked Alice tantalizingly. "Oh, yes, I suppose so," was the blushing answer.
And when better days came they had still remained, as they liked their neighbors, the Dalwoods. Then, too, they had been away all summer at Oak Farm. "Yes, that was the man," replied Mr. DeVere. "Well, in my hard luck days I borrowed five hundred dollars from him to meet some pressing needs. I gave him my note for it.
"No, it's someone over at the Dalwoods' across the corridor." The noise in the hallway increased. There were hasty footsteps, and then rather loud voices. "I tell you I won't have anything to do with you, and you needn't come sneaking around here any more. I'm done with you!" "That's Russ," whispered Alice. "Yes," agreed Ruth, and her sister noted a slight flush on her fair cheeks.
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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