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This created a great deal of talk, and Miss Putney made the photographer destroy his negative and all the cards he had on hand. After that we were talked about as a trio, and, I expect, a good deal of fun was made of us. And now it seems a little odd does it not? that you have become acquainted with all the members of this trio as soon as you left Walford. But I must not keep you in this way."

The lady, thanking him, partly lifted her veil to show a charming smile, and gracefully withdrew. The photographer was pleased. Miss Brown had evidently got another sitter, and, from that momentary glimpse of her face, it would be a picture as beautiful and attractive as the man's. But what was the odd idea that struck him? She certainly reminded him of some one!

I had not sought of that Bond Street photographer the name and address of the original of the photograph that had been mutilated and destroyed that girl with the magnificent eyes that had so attracted me. The afternoon passed, and yet we were not successful. I was faint with hunger and thirst, yet my companion did not once complain.

A photographer will photograph them there, making their escape with the loot." "And the young lady?" "I've told you that," he said bitterly. "She is to be captured by the attacking party." "They will all be armed?" "Sure, with blanks. The Indians have guns and arrows, but the arrows have rubber tips." Tish rose majestically. "Mr. Bell," she said, "you may sleep to-night the sleep of peace.

Drawing his covers closer, Slater shouted: "Close that hatch, you bone-heads! I'm blowing away!" The photographer ventured to remonstrate. "It's mighty close in here, Doc. Is it safe to breathe the bugs?" "Perfectly safe," Gray assured him. "At least Miss Appleton hasn't suffered yet."

After his arrival, the next day, he set off to Mezer the photographer, taking with him the straw-like girl Bella, and had pictures taken in various poses together with her; at which for every negative he received three roubles, while he gave the woman a rouble. After that he rode off to Barsukova. Horizon and Barsukova met like old friends.

'Bout the only thing the Lord seems to 'a' put in my hand is time. I've got oodles o' that, layin' 'round loose." Mis' Photographer Sturgis was in the big garden chair, wrapped in a shawl, her feet on an inverted flower-pot. "I'm tryin' to think," she said, looking sidewise at the ground. "I donno's I know how I could earn a cent, convenient. It ain't real easy for women to earn.

Eastman had been an amateur photographer when the fancy was both expensive and tedious. Inventing a method of making dry plates, he began to manufacture them in a small way as early as 1880. After the first kodak, there came others filled with rolls of sensitized nitro-cellulose film.

"The photographer saw you stealing toward Kittredge's room carrying a pair of boots." "I don't admit it, but what if I were?" "A pair of Kittredge's boots are missing. They were worn by the murderer to throw suspicion on an innocent man.

"Well, don't just stand there, Doctor. You've got a murder to report. Get with it." As Corson turned helplessly toward the door, King grinned faintly. "Me, I'm just a free-lance photographer trying to make an honest buck." Brent Taber stared icily down at Frank Corson and Les King. They looked up at him sullenly, looming over them as he did, from the position of authority.