There was the flush of excitement on her cheeks, and
though she would not admit, Alice, too, was nervous. So much, she
felt, depended on this first real play--so much for herself and her
sister. It was thrilling to feel that they might be able to make a
comfortable living through the medium of the movies.
"All ready now, Russ, for this scene," called the manager, indicating
the one where Ruth and Alice were to appear. "Watch your register
closely."
"Yes, sir."
The play went on. Ruth took her part first, and the little drama was
enacted. Her father, who was in the scene with her, smiled
encouragement, and Russ nodded gaily as he continued to turn the
clicking camera.
"Now, Miss Alice!" called the manager. "Here's where you come in.
Come smiling!"
It was hardly necessary to tell Alice this, for she generally had a
smile on her face. Nor was it lacking this time.
She began her part, but in an instant the manager called:
"Wait. Hold on a minute!"
The clicking of the camera ceased instantly.
"Oh, have I done something wrong?" thought Alice, her heart beating
violently.
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