No, there was one other--a genial man who seemed to be constantly
trying to solve some puzzle, and taking pleasure in it.
And these personages were waiting for a train. That was evident. You
might have puzzled over their occupation and destination, as many
other travelers did, and the problem would not have been solved,
perhaps, until you had a glimpse of the markings on their trunks. But
when you noted the words: "Comet Film Company," you understood.
"Oh, won't it be just delightful, Ruth!" exclaimed one of the younger
girls.
"It certainly will, Alice. I'm just crazy to get out where I can
gather new-laid eggs and know they are fresh!"
"Little housekeeper!" exclaimed the man standing beside the one who
looked as though he dreamed of nothing else but "Hamlet."
"Well, Daddy dear, won't it be just fine to have fresh eggs?"
demanded the one addressed as Ruth. "If Alice thinks it's easy to get
them in the city----"
"Now Ruth DeVere, you know I was only chaffing!" exclaimed Alice.
"But I don't believe you'll get much chance to gather eggs, Ruth."
"Why not?"
"Those two youngsters will claim that as one of their
daily--chores--I believe they're called on a farm," and with laughing
brown eyes she motioned to the boy and girl who, at that moment, were
playing tag around the motherly-looking woman.
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