"Who knows," he said, "but what it may mend the broken fortunes of
the DeVere family?"
One evening Russ came over to the apartment of the girls.
"Come on out!" he called, gaily.
"Where?" asked Ruth.
"To the moving pictures. I've got a surprise for you. They are going
to try my new invention for the first time."
"May we go, Daddy?" asked Alice, anxiously.
"Yes, I guess so," he answered, absentmindedly, hardly looking up
from the manuscript of a new play he was studying.
So Russ took the girls.
"Oh, let's see what is going on!" begged Ruth, as they came to a halt
outside a nearby moving picture theater.
"No, don't bother now!" urged Russ, gently urging them away from the
lithographs and pictures in front of the place. "We're a bit late,
and we want to get good seats."
He got them inside before they had more than a fleeting glimpse of
the advertisements of the films that were to be shown, and soon they
were comfortably settled.
"I wonder what we'll see?" mused Ruth, looking about the darkened
theater. The performance was just about to start.
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