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Pertell was not that sort, however, though he did insist on his players doing a reasonable amount of hard work and often disagreeable work, as in this case. But aside from getting wet and muddy, which conditions could be remedied by a bath and dry clothes, the actor suffered no great hardship, except to his pride, and perhaps he had too much of that, anyhow. "Come on!" cried the manager.
"They can't save him by getting into the quicksand themselves!" pointed out the man who seemed to know the deadly nature of the bog. "The only way is to fling him a rope." "A rope! There isn't one nearer than the steamer!" cried Mr. Pertell. "I'll go get it!" offered Mr. Switzer. "I am a goot runner!" "It will be too late, I'm afraid," objected the steamer hand. "He is sinking faster now."
Pertell, dropping his megaphone, rushed toward the scene of the accident, calling on Russ to follow and yelling back an order to have the stretcher men and the doctor follow him. Dr. Wherry was even then waiting in readiness, for it had been feared that this big scene might result painfully, if not dangerously, for more than one.
"Be ready with your rescue leap," ordered Mr. Pertell to the older actor. "Make it as natural as you can." The boats had now lost headway, and were coming to a point where Russ could get pictures of the "overboard act." "I say!" cried Mr. Sneed, as he paused in his preparations to fall, "I have just thought of something!" "What is it?" asked Mr. Pertell, sharply.
Save me!" "That's it! That's the way to do it! That's being what I call realistic!" shouted Mr. Pertell, who always waxed enthusiastic over a new idea. Mr. Bunn continued to sink in the bog. He pulled and struggled to get out, apparently without success. Then his tall hat fell off from the violence of his exertions, and he barely saved it from a muddy bath. "Help! Help! I'm sinking!" he cried.
But you know we have our traditions, though I am free to confess that I have lost many of them since entering on this moving picture work. But I had a dream about this same shipwreck, and that was before I knew we were to be in it, for I might mention that Mr. Pertell has included you girls in the drama, and has prominent parts selected for you." "Oh, I'm glad!" cried Alice enthusiastically.
"Maybe they've given up," suggested Russ. "I hope so," agreed Mr. Pertell. A few days later several important scenes were to be filmed, and one evening Alice, who was to have a large share in the acting, had her horse saddled, and with Ruth and her father, accompanied by Baldy, set off for a little gallop.
"Why, it's a cave made out of ice. There's one about two miles from here, and Mr. Pertell is thinking of having some scenes made there. I'm to go out and size up the situation. Want to come?" "It sounds interesting," observed Ruth. "I believe I would like to go. Shall we, Alice?" "Indeed, yes." "Count me in!" cried Paul. So a little later the four young people set off for the ice cave.
I happened to come up behind and heard what he was saying. So I just pitched into him. I don't believe he'll come back. He'll be too much afraid of losing the work. Mr. Pertell has had a great many applications from players out of work who want to be taken on as extras, and he can have his pick. So those that don't obey the regulations will get short notice. You won't be troubled with him again."
Probably he suspected the trick that had been played on him, and for some days after that he refused to mount a horse, so Mr. Pertell had to make some changes in his plans, as he did not care to antagonize Mr. Bunn by insisting on his taking part. And when the actor did again get into the saddle, he had his horse branded on one hoof, as army horses are marked, so he could not again be deceived.
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