As usual in the studio, several plays were going on at the same
time--or, rather, parts of plays.
"Come on now!" called Mr. Pertell, sharply. "Get ready for that safe
robbery scene. Pop, where's that safe?"
"It's being used as part of the wall in the dungeon in that 'Lord
Scatterwait' scene," answered the property man.
"Well, hustle it over here, and get something else for the dungeon
wall. I need that safe."
"That's the way it goes!" grumbled Pop as he scurried about. But that
was all the fault he found, and presently the hole in the dungeon
wall, caused by the removal of the safe with a painted canvas on it
to represent stones, was filled by some boards taken from a fence
used in a rural love drama.
"I say now, dot's not right!" spluttered Mr. Switzer, who as a
country boy was making love to a country lass, (Miss Dixon). "Dot's
not right, Pop. You dake our fence avay, und vat I goin' t' lean on
ven I makes eyes at Miss Dixon? Ve got t' haf dot fence, yet!"
"I'll make you another in a minute!" cried Pop. "You don't go on for
ten minutes."
"Mine gracious! Vot a business!" exclaimed the German, his round face
showing as much woe as he ever allowed it to depict.
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