Ruth and Alice watched their father enact his role. He did it well,
and the girls were gratified to hear Mr. Pertell say from time to
time:
"Good! That's the way to do it! Oh, that's great!"
The play was not a long one, but if it had taken three times the
half-hour it consumed Ruth and Alice would not have been weary.
The last scene had been "filmed" by Russ, who was getting ready to
take his camera to the dark room for development, when there came a
crash from where Mr. Switzer was going through a love scene with Miss
Dixon.
"Look out!" someone called.
There was a sound as of rending, splintering wood.
"Oh!" screamed Miss Dixon.
"Py gracious goodness!" ejaculated Mr. Switzer. "I am caught fast!"
"Oh, what has happened?" gasped Ruth, clinging to Alice.
"It sounded like an explosion!" the latter answered.
"Don't be alarmed," Russ assured them. "It's nothing. Only Switzer
leaned too hard on that fence and it went down with him."
And that was what had happened. Amid the wreckage of the property
fence, which had collapsed with the weight of the German actor, sat
he and Miss Dixon, while the manager, with a gesture of despair
exclaimed:
"That's another scene to be done over.
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