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It seems that Merley went to the woods to hunt as a sort of relief from having to pose all the while in New York as an injured man. He felt at home up in that locality, having been there many times before. "Well," said Mr. Pertell to Mr. DeVere and the girls one day, when he had called to see them, "I suppose you are ready for more camera work by this time?" "What now?" asked Ruth.
Even Mr. Sneed seemed to enjoy himself, and the former vaudeville actresses condescended to say it was "interesting." One day an important film had been made and the work involved was so hard that everyone was glad to go to their "bunks" early. Mr. Pertell, Russ and Mr. DeVere occupied a large tent near the wagons where the ladies had their quarters.
While the two moving picture girls retired for a moment their father quickly explained their plan. "And you may have our skirts, too," said Miss Pennington. "Only mine is of such thin material " "So is mine, unfortunately," added Miss Dixon. "Fortunately I think the two skirts of my daughters will be sufficient," said Mr. DeVere, as he opened his keen-bladed knife.
Pertell seemed a bit annoyed. "Well, he merely said that the schooner was a pretty old one," went on Mr. DeVere, "and that she had seen her best days." "He didn't say that she was unsafe, did he?" "No, oh, no! Nothing like that!" exclaimed the actor quickly. "I was just wondering about her.
"For for how long?" "I can't say six months maybe a year maybe " "A year! Why, Doctor, I never could do that." "You may have to. You can speak now, but if you keep on you will get to the point where you will be next to absolutely dumb!" The girls caught their breaths in sharp gasps. Even Mr. DeVere seemed unnerved. "It may seem harsh to say this to you," went on Dr.
DeVere, who remained outside the ice cave, explained through a crevice in the ice wall that made conversation possible how, becoming uneasy at the failure of his daughters to return, he had set out, in company with Mr. Macksey to look for them. In their turn Ruth and Alice, with occasional words from Russ and Paul, told how they had become imprisoned. "Are you hurt?" asked Mr. DeVere, anxiously.
It's jest possible they may have made a blaze to bile their coffee, and the wind carried sparks into a bunch of grass. But I have my suspicions." "Why, who could they be, to do such a dastardly thing as that?" demanded Mr. DeVere. "That's what I want to know," put in Mr. Pertell. Baldy turned sharply to the manager.
"La-la-la!" chanted Alice, about nothing in particular. The girls busied themselves getting tea. The kettle was soon singing on the gas stove, the crisp odor of toast had replaced the heavier one of cabbage, and the rarebit was almost ready to serve, when a step was heard out in the hall of the apartment house where the DeVere family had their New York home. "There's daddy!" exclaimed Alice.
"What can be done about picking up the motorboat?" asked Mr. DeVere. They all looked anxiously toward Captain Brisco. "I have a man on the lookout," answered the commander. "It may seem to some of you heartless to go away and leave her." "It was," murmured gentle Ruth. But she only whispered the words. There were tears in her eyes. "But I could do nothing else," resumed Captain Brisco.
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.
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