There was
a private branch exchange there, and Alice knew the girl operator.
"I want to get Russ Dalwood in a hurry," Alice explained to Miss
Miller, who ran the switchboard. "You try the different departments
until you find him. I'll be here, holding the wire."
"All right!" returned Miss Miller, in crisp, business-like tones.
Perhaps she suspected that something was wrong.
Then ensued a nervous waiting. Alice opened the door of the booth and
told Ruth what she had done.
"I'll let you talk to Russ as soon as he answers," she said.
Ruth nodded understandingly. But it seemed that Russ was not to be so
easily found. Through her receiver Alice could hear Miss Miller
ringing the telephones in the different departments of the big studio
building. One after the other was tried, from the office to the dark
developing rooms, and then the printing rooms. Most of the employees
had gone for the day, but such as were present evidently made answer
that the young moving picture operator was not there.
"I can't locate him," said Miss Miller to Alice, finally. "They say
he was here about a half-hour ago, but has gone out.
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