The Moving Picture Girls in War Plays: Or, The Sham Battles at Oak FarmHope, Laura Lee
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The Moving Picture Girls in War Plays: Or, The Sham Battles at Oak Farm
Hope, Laura Lee
Girls -- Juvenile fiction; Motion pictures -- Production and direction -- Juvenile fiction
"Perhaps if I recall some of the circumstances to you it may bring back
the memory," suggested the lieutenant. "Believe me, I do not do it out
of mere idle curiosity, but you seemed in such distress at the time, and
so uncertain of where you wanted to go, that I really wished after I had
directed you that I had placed you in charge of the conductor of your
train."
"But I never was in Portland," said Estelle again, "and though I have
been in New York, I went there from Boston. Surely you have confused me
with some one else."
The young officer shook his head.
"I couldn't do that," he said with a smile that showed his white, even
teeth. "It was just about this time three--no, four years ago. I was in
Portland on business, and as I entered the railroad station you were
standing there----"
Estelle shook her head, smiling.
"Well, for the sake of argument," admitted the lieutenant, "say it was
some one who looked like you."
"All right," agreed Miss Brown, and she and Alice drew near the porch
railing, on the other side of which stood the officer with doffed hat.
"A young lady was standing there, and she seemed quite bewildered," went
on Lieutenant Varley. "I saw that she was in some confusion, and asked
if I could be of any service to her. She said she wanted to get to New
York, but did not know which train to take. I asked her if she had her
ticket, and she replied in the negative. I asked her if she wanted to
buy one, and she said she did, showing a purse well filled with
bills----"
"Then surely it could not have been I!" exclaimed Estelle with a merry
laugh. "I never had a purse well-filled with bills. We moving picture
players--at least in my class--don't go about like millionaires.
Gracious! I only wish I did have a well-filled purse, don't you, Alice?"
"Surely. But what else happened? I'm interested in the story."
"And I was interested in the young lady," went on the officer. "I bought
her ticket for her with the money she handed me, and put her on the
train. She was quite young--about as old as you"--and he smiled at
Estelle, "and I asked her if some one was going to meet her. She said
she thought so, but was not sure, at any rate she felt that she could
look after herself. I left her, and meant to speak to the conductor
about her, but did not have time.
"I have often wondered since whether she arrived safely, and when I saw
you sitting here I felt that I could ascertain. For I certainly took you
for that young lady."
"I am sorry to spoil your romance," said Estelle, "but I am not the one.
I never was farther West than Chicago, and then only for a little while,
filling a short engagement in the movies."
"Well, I won't insist on your identity," said the lieutenant, "but I'm
sure I'm not mistaken. However, I won't trouble you further----"
"Oh, it has been no trouble," interrupted Estelle. "I'm sure I hope you
will find that young lady some day."
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