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DeVere's throat trouble made him give it up." "Hosmer DeVere! Yes, I've heard of him, and I've seen him act. So he wants an engagement here; eh?" "Oh, it isn't exactly that!" interrupted Alice, eagerly. "He he doesn't know a thing about it yet." "He doesn't know about it?" repeated the manager, wonderingly. "No. He I Oh, perhaps you'd better tell him, Russ," she finished.
"He would have no object in deceiving us, and let matters go so long that it would be necessary to take a risk in getting to the boats. If he did that he might be censured by the owners. I think he really believes there is no danger. And when he thinks otherwise he will give us ample warning." "Let us hope so," murmured Mr. DeVere.
I am a sergeant, Seventh Cavalry, and the lady with me is the daughter of Major McDonald at Fort Devere." "How did you get across?" "Waded in the dark; there is good bottom. Send a man over with a couple of horses." The officer turned and spoke to the others grouped beside him; then raised his voice again. "Are you sure there is no quicksand?"
DeVere went to his dressing room to don the costume of the character he was to represent a wealthy banker and Ruth and Alice gazed with interest at the various scenes going on about them. While there were many persons connected with the Comet Film Company, there were certain principals who did most of the work. Among them, excepting Mr.
But there was no need to use them. Jumping Horse rushed up, and drove back his men. Then he said something angrily to Baldy. "What is it?" asked Mr. DeVere. "He says we shall be punished for making the smoke," was the answer. "I don't know whether they think it's a signal or not; but it seems to have been contrary to some of their ceremonies. We'll have to sit tight and watch."
The rehearsals went on, and the play was going to be a great success, according to Mr. DeVere. But then he always said that. What actor has not? How he and his family lived those two weeks none but themselves knew. They had pawned all they dared, until their flat was quite bare of needed comforts. Tradesmen were insistent, and one man in particular threatened to have Mr.
DeVere, was Wellington Bunn, an old-time actor, who had long aspired to Hamlet, but who had given it up for the more certain income of the movies. Then there was Mrs. She had two grandchildren, Tommy and Nellie, who were often cast for juvenile rôles. Carl Switzer was a joy to know.
"We'll save you!" shouted the manager, as he made a dash toward the bog hole. He was followed by Mr. DeVere, Paul and some of the others. "Keep back!" yelled the man from the steamer. "If you get in you won't get out either." "But they must save him!" cried Alice, who had gone forward with her father.
Then came a voice in expostulation: "But I tell you I can market it for you, and get you something for it. If you try to go it alone " "Well, that's just what I'm going to do go it alone, and I don't want to hear any more from you. Now you get out!" "But look here " There was a sound of a scuffle, and a body crashed up against the door of the DeVere apartment. "Oh!" cried Ruth and Alice together.
Our best men are all out," with a wave of his hand to the south. "It's only the riff-raff we 've got left, at Devere." "You can't go?" The Captain rubbed his lame leg regretfully. "No; I 'd risk it if I could only ride, but I could n't sit a saddle." "And my duty is here; it would cost me my commission." There was a long thoughtful silence, both men moodily staring out through the door.
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