"But I knew something would happen," he said. "That hoodoo of coming
out on track thirteen is still after us," and he limped along the row
of corn.
The scene was almost over, when a movement was observed amid the
waving stalks, back of where Paul and Alice were posing.
"Who's that!" cried Mr. Pertell, sharply, from his place beside Russ
at the camera. "Keep back, whoever you are. Don't get into the
picture--you'll spoil it."
An instant later there was a bellow, as of a score of automobile
horns, and an immense black bull came rushing through the corn,
heading directly for Paul and Alice.
"Oh!" screamed Alice, as Paul caught her in his arms.
CHAPTER VII
THE PLAY OF THE HOSE
"Russ! Daddy! Somebody save Alice!" cried Ruth, from her place near
the young moving picture operator. "Can't someone do something?"
"Get a pitchfork!"
"Go at him with those hoes!"
"Throw stones at him!"
This was some of the advice from the others of the moving picture
company, as they stood grouped back of the camera, where they had
been watching the filming of the last scene in the little drama.
Meanwhile, of course, Russ had stopped the camera, for he did not
want to include the bull in the picture, no provision having been
made for the creature by the author who furnished the "scenario," or
"screed.
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