"Alice, I'm not sure you ought to go on with this," spoke Ruth in a
low voice. "Papa might not like it."
"He wouldn't like me to begin a thing and not finish it," was the
younger girl's answer. "I'm not afraid, and I do hate to spoil a
film. Come, we'll try it over again," and she pluckily insisted on
it until, finally, Mr. Pertell gave in.
The horses were driven back to the place from which they had bolted
and Alice again took her place on the seat of the mowing machine,
while Russ worked the camera. This time everything went well, but
Sandy Apgar was near at hand, though out of sight of the camera, to
be ready to jump on the instant, if the horses showed any signs of
fright.
Paul Ardite, too, was on the watch, Ruth noticed. However, there was
no need of these precautions. The horses acted as though they had
never had any idea of bolting, and the film was finished.
Mr. DeVere looked grave when told of the accident, and after a moment
or two of thought remarked:
"I wonder if I had better let you girls keep on with this moving
picture work? It is much more dangerous than I supposed. I am worried
about you."
"You needn't be, Daddy dear!" exclaimed Alice, slipping her arm about
his neck. "Nothing has happened yet, and I'll be real careful. I
should be heartbroken if we had to give it up now.
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