I'm going down a little early to get the reels in shape."
"We very seldom go to the 'movies,'" answered Ruth. "Though I have
seen some I liked."
"We have some fine ones," went on Russ.
"Better come on down. I'll get you a pass in!" and he laughed
genially.
"Not this time," answered Ruth gently. "I must get back and help
Alice look after my father. Thank you."
She left him at the corner, and he passed on whistling softly and
thinking of many things.
Mr. DeVere seemed better when Ruth got back with the medicine. And
when his throat was sprayed he could talk with less effort. But his
tones were still very husky, and it was evident that unless there was
a great improvement in the morning he would hardly be able to go to
rehearsal.
"I'm glad the show doesn't open until next week," he said with a
smile. "I'd never be able to make myself heard beyond the first three
rows. But I'll surely be better by the time we open."
"What did you mean by saying you had this same trouble before, Dad?"
asked Alice.
"Well, it did come on me last summer, when I was taking my little
vacation," he replied.
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