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Now, however, she was to follow Mr. Hooley's instructions exactly. The arrangement of the cameras were such, both from below and at the level of the scene to be shot, that Ruth had to stand upon a narrow shelf quite out of sight of the actors on the overhanging rock, and hidden as well from most of the people below. This, to make sure that she was out of the line of the camera.
Fortunately, he was pretty well provided with clothing, or would be when he had sent for his trunk, and would not find it necessary for some time to come to purchase anything, except probably a pair of shoes, a necktie, or some trifle. Then probably his pay would soon be raised, and this would make him comfortable. That evening Walter went to Hooley's Theater and occupied a dollar seat.
The programme was to hear a reigning farce at Hooley's, then to sup at the Richelieu, and finally to visit a certain exclusive gambling-parlor which then flourished on the South Side the resort of actors, society gamblers, and the like where roulette, trente-et-quarante, baccarat, and the honest game of poker, to say nothing of various other games of chance, could be played amid exceedingly recherche surroundings.
Her eyes, now that she was sure the foreman was safe on the other bank, were fixed upon the bow of Wonota's canoe, just coming into sight behind the ware of foaming water and upreared, charging timbers. It was a great sight a wonderful sight. No real freshet could have been more awful to behold. Mr. Hooley's feat was a masterstroke!
"Did you see that in the 'Herald' this morning about Nat Goodwin, Harris?" "No," said the person addressed. "What was it?" "Made quite a curtain address at Hooley's last night. Better look it up." Harris reached over to a table and began to look for the "Herald." "What is it?" said the manager to Carrie, apparently noticing her for the first time.
The text called for a freshet on the river, in which the Indian maid is caught in her canoe. The disturbed water and the trash being borne down by the current was an effect arranged by Jim Hooley's workmen. The timbermen working for the Benbow Company helped. A boom of logs was chained across the river at a narrow gorge.
Graydon's devotion to Jane did not go unnoticed. This very condition should have assured Mrs. Cable that James Bansemer had kept her secret zealously. There was nothing to indicate that the young man knew the story of the foundling. It was not until some weeks after the chance meeting in Hooley's Theatre that Mrs. Cable came into direct contact with James Bansemer's designs.
They had gone to Hooley's and Sam T. Jack's, then to the Athletic Club and then they called on Hinky Dink and "Bath-House John," the famous Cook County literary light. Where else they had gone they could not remember.
"Did you see that in the 'Herald' this morning about Nat Goodwin, Harris?" "No," said the person addressed. "What was it?" "Made quite a curtain address at Hooley's last night. Better look it up." Harris reached over to a table and began to look for the "Herald." "What is it?" said the manager to Carrie, apparently noticing her for the first time.
Those who were not too serious of demeanor were giggling like schoolgirls. Yet everything was ready for the cameras. Mr. Hooley's keen eye ran over all the group. He waved a hand to the camera men. "Ready camera action go!" The women remained speechless. They merely looked at each other in a helpless way. It was evident they had forgotten all the instructions the director had given them.
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