l, go ahead. Do the best you can,
and when you've finished I want a fake stone tower made for that
fairy picture we're going to do next week."

"All right," agreed Pop. "I'll do it."

Nothing seemed too hard for him. He responded to the most exacting
and diverse commands as easily as to the smallest. He was an
invaluable property man.

"Oh, Mr. Ardite," continued the manager to the leading juvenile, "I'm
going to change your part in that runaway drama. I'll want some
exterior scenes. One on the Brooklyn Bridge and another at the Grand
Central Terminal. Get ready to go up there. Miss Fillmore will be
here soon. She's in that with you. I'll send Charlie Blake up to film
it. Here's the "register" list--look it over," and he tossed a sheaf
of typewritten sheets to the young actor.

"I wish we could go see that taken," whispered Alice.

"You can, if you like," responded the manager, overhearing her.

"I--I'll be delighted to take you along," said Paul, coloring as he
glanced at Alice.

Miss Dixon, who had come back from her room, after having her ankle
bathed, looked up quickly at these words. She glanced from Alice to
Paul, and back again, and then said something in a low voice to Miss
Pennington.

"May I go, Daddy?" asked Alice. "I'm so interested in these moving
pictures."

"Oh, yes, I think so," he assented. "Perhaps Ruth----"

"No, I'll go home with you," Ruth answered. "I'm a bit tired to-day."

"I'd never tire of this!" exclaimed Alice, with enthusiasm.

"Come along then!" invited Paul. "Here's Miss Fillmore now," he
added, as another member of the company entered.

There was a sudden cry of pain from the other side of the studio, and
a moving picture camera ceased clicking.

"What's the matter now?" asked the manager, as he looked to where the
safe robbery scene was being filmed.

"Oh, I caught my hand in the safe door!" exclaimed Pepper Sneed.
"Nearly took my finger off! I just knew something would happen to me
to-day!"

"Great Scott! Another scene spoiled!" groaned Mr. Pertell. "Well, do
it over. Had you run out much film?" he asked the operator.

"No, only a few feet."

"Well, try again. And, Pepper, look out for your head this time, that
you don't get that caught in the safe. You might lose it."

"Uh!" grunted the human grouch.

Russ Dalwood came out of the developing room.

"That's going to be a great film!" he declared. It's one of the best
I've ever seen. The pictures will show up f