A few scenes had to be done over.
"But I'm glad it wasn't the one with the hose," said Mr. Bunn, with a
sigh. "Really I'd never go through that again."
"Ha! I vould like dot--if I vos on der right side of der hose!"
exclaimed Mr. Switzer.
The day had been a busy one, filled with hard work for all before the
moving picture camera. When evening came the players were glad of the
chance to rest.
"Let's walk down the road," suggested Alice to Ruth. "It is so pretty
and restful on the little white bridge, just before you come to the
red schoolhouse."
They walked down, arm in arm, talking of many things, and soon were
standing on the white bridge that spanned a little stream, which
flowed between green banks, fragrant with mint. Here and there were
patches of green rushes and beds of the spicy water cress.
"Oh, it's just lovely here!" sighed Ruth. "It is too beautiful. I
wish we could share it with some one."
"Here comes someone now, to share it with--a man," spoke Alice,
motioning down the road, which was shaded with many trees, through
which the moon was now shining, making patches of light and shadow.
"Perhaps it is some of our friends," murmured Ruth. "I believe Russ
and Paul started out for a walk before we did."
"That's not two persons; it's only one," declared Alice as she
continued to look at the advancing figure.
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