"Oh, Mr. Ardite," continued the manager to the leading juvenile, "I'm going to change your part in that runaway drama. I'll want some exterior scenes. One on the Brooklyn Bridge and another at the Grand Central Terminal. Get ready to go up there. Miss Fillmore will be here soon. She's in that with you. I'll send Charlie Blake up to film it. Here's the "register" list--look it over," and he tossed a sheaf of typewritten sheets to the young actor. "I wish we could go see that taken," whispered Alice. "You can, if you like," responded the manager, overhearing her. "I--I'll be delighted to take you along," said Paul, coloring as he glanced at Alice. Miss Dixon, who had come back from her room, after having her ankle bathed, looked up quickly at these words. She glanced from Alice to Paul, and back again, and then said something in a low voice to Miss Pennington. "May I go, Daddy?" asked Alice. "I'm so interested in these moving pictures." "Oh, yes, I think so," he assented. "Perhaps Ruth----" "No, I'll go home with you," Ruth answered. "I'm a bit tired to-day." "I'd never tire of this!" exclaimed Alice, with enthusiasm. "Come along then!" invited Paul. "Here's Miss Fillmore now," he added, as another member of the company entered. There was a sudden cry of pain from the other side of the studio, and a moving picture camera ceased clicking. "What's the matter now?" asked the manager, as he looked to where the safe robbery scene was being filmed. "Oh, I caught my hand in the safe door!" exclaimed Pepper Sneed. "Nearly took my finger off! I just knew something would happen to me to-day!" "Great Scott! Another scene spoiled!" groaned Mr. Pertell. "Well, do it over. Had you run out much film?" he asked the operator. "No, only a few feet." "Well, try again. And, Pepper, look out for your head this time, that you don't get that caught in the safe. You might lose it." "Uh!" grunted the human grouch. Russ Dalwood came out of the developing room. "That's going to be a great film!" he declared. It's one of the best I've ever seen. The pictures will show up fine." "Glad to hear it," remarked the manager. "That's some good news in this day of trouble." "Did I do all right?" asked Mr. DeVere, hoarsely. "I would like to see myself--as others see me--and that's possible now, in the movies." "Your pictures are fine," answered Ross. "And I want to congratulate you," went on Mr. Pertell. "You are doing splendid work, and we are glad to have you with us. It is not everyone who can come from the legitimate stage and go into the movies with success; but you have." "I am glad to hear it," declared the actor. "There was great necessity, or I should not have done it; but I am not sorry now. It is a great relief not to have to speak my lines." "And you mustn't do much talking now, Daddy," cautioned Ruth. "You want your throat to get well, you know." "Yes, I know, dear," replied her father, patting her on the shoulder.