Switzer, barking joyously,
and leaping about.
"Hi dere! Look out, you! Don't you nip my legs!" cried the German. He
sprang to one side, and, naturally, forgot all about the spurting
hose he held.
In an instant the stream was directed full at Mr. Bunn, deluging him
with water, which descended in a shower on his precious silk hat, the
drops falling from the brim copiously.
"Here! What--what do you mean? You--you----" began the Shakespearean
actor, and then his words were muffled, for the stream from the hose
struck him full in the mouth!
CHAPTER VIII
IN THE OLD BARN
"Quick, Russ! Get that!" cried Mr. Pertell, with a laugh. "Don't miss
a single motion."
"Do you mean it?" cried the astonished operator. He had ceased, for a
moment, to grind on the handle, for he supposed the scene was
spoiled.
"Surely I mean it!" cried the manager. "I'll change this and make a
comic film of it. Go on, Switzer. Soak him some more! Use that hose
for all its worth!"
"Vot! You means dot I vet him all ofer?"
"Certainly I do. Wet him well!"
"I--I protest! I shall not permit----" began Wellington Bunn, but
again he was silenced by the volume of water in his mouth. He waved
his arms about wildly. He took off his silk hat, probably intending
to protect it, but Mr.
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