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"That will keep him up," spoke Paul. "Are they lowering the boat?" "There she goes!" cried Russ. "Ha! I've got an idea. I'll film this, and Mr. Pertell may be able to use it in some drama." He hurried to where he had set down the small moving picture camera, and while the boat was being lowered by the sailors Russ got views of that.
"What in the world is that?" asked Alice. "That's the Chinese cook, Ling Foo, announcing that grub, or supper, is ready," replied Mr. Norton, with a laugh. "This way to the dining room." As the company, the members of which were to eat by themselves, filed out, Russ, who was walking beside Mr. Pertell, saw a familiar looking box on a bench. "Look!" he exclaimed to the manager.
He said he would then send me to the attorney for the film company, who would handle my case without charge." "How good of him!" cried Ruth, impulsively. "Mr. Pertell gave daddy the same advice Russ gave us," added Alice. "Oh, it was so good to have him here when that dreadful man came in," she went on. "What man?" asked Mr. DeVere, in surprise.
You have a depressing effect." Mr. Sneed certainly did. However, he moved away, and the play went on. It was successfully filmed, and then Mr. Pertell was free to take up, where he had left off, the discussion of the preliminaries of the marine drama. "Out on The Deep" it was to be called.
He intended to stage some scenes of one of the Southern plays there, and having his actors and actresses right in the hotel made it much more practical. "Let's take a walk," proposed Russ. "There's nothing to do to-day." It was the morning after their arrival and Mr. Pertell was not quite ready to proceed with making films.
"What does this mean?" cried Mr. Pertell. "He is trying to start a mutiny as he did once before!" fairly yelled Captain Brisco. "I never started a mutiny before, and I'm not trying to do so now!" retorted Jack, and he seemed to have lost much of his timid simplicity. "I tell you the ship is sinking, and we had best take to the boats while there is time."
"Oh, well, tell 'em to leave you a breathing hole," laughed Paul. "Where is Mr. Pertell? Where is he? I demand to see him at once!" broke in the voice of Wellington Bunn. "I must see him instantly!" "He was here a moment ago, giving the Misses DeVere their parts," replied Paul. "Why, is the place on fire?" "No, but I refuse to take the part he has assigned to me.
Ruth, Alice and the two other actresses went with them. And not until the last girl had left the room did the forewoman make a move toward the escape. "You gentlemen will please leave now," she said. "After you," returned Mr. Pertell, with a look of admiration in his eyes. "No," she said, firmly. "The rules of the fire drill require that I leave the room last. You will please go first."
Him captain?" cried Hen Lacomb, who was edging nearer and nearer to Jack all this while. "Why not?" asked Mr. Pertell. "He doesn't know how to navigate. He'll run us aground." "I wish he would run us on der ground!" murmured Mr. Switzer. "I haf hat enough of der ocean. Der ground is goot enough for me." "I can navigate!" cried Jack.
Her part in the pictures was finished and though he did not exactly relish the appearance on the screen of his daughter in battle scenes, the millionaire, realizing what his refusal would mean to Mr. Pertell, made no objections. Besides, it was Estelle Brown who was filmed, not Miss Passamore.
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