"I suppose he'll tell about that, if he ever confesses. It's a
queer business all around."
The fine dog seemed to like his new friends, and skipped and frisked
about them as they went back to Oak Farm. And there the dog made his
home, though it would not be for long, since Mrs. Delamont would be
sure to send for her prize pet when she learned where he was.
"Oh, but I shall hate to let you go!" cried Alice, as she put her
arms about the neck of Rex.
"Well, I hope there won't be no more interruptions or delays,"
remarked Mr. Pertell the next day. "We must get that barn-burning
film sure, for I have some other plans to carry out, with winter
coming on."
"You don't mean to say you're going to keep on in this moving picture
business all winter, do you?" asked Mr. Sneed.
"I certainly do," remarked the manager.
"Well, all I've got to say is that we'll freeze to death," went on
the "grouch" in gloomy tones. "You can count me out of it," he added.
"I'm not going to freeze for anybody."
"No one asked you to," replied the manager. "Come now, everyone get
ready for the fire scene. We'll go over it once more, to be sure
we're all right for the final. The roof will be cut and then we'll
touch off the place.
"Sandy, see to it that there are plenty of pails of water for the
bucket brigade.
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