"No you won't," spoke Russ, encouragingly. She stood near him, and flashed him a grateful look. "I'll be watching you," he said, "and if I see anything wrong I'll stop in an instant, so we won't spoil any film." "That's good of you," she replied. "Come on, Alice." "All right! Oh, I just know it's going to be splendid!" her sister exclaimed. There was the flush of excitement on her cheeks, and though she would not admit, Alice, too, was nervous. So much, she felt, depended on this first real play--so much for herself and her sister. It was thrilling to feel that they might be able to make a comfortable living through the medium of the movies. "All ready now, Russ, for this scene," called the manager, indicating the one where Ruth and Alice were to appear. "Watch your register closely." "Yes, sir." The play went on. Ruth took her part first, and the little drama was enacted. Her father, who was in the scene with her, smiled encouragement, and Russ nodded gaily as he continued to turn the clicking camera. "Now, Miss Alice!" called the manager. "Here's where you come in. Come smiling!" It was hardly necessary to tell Alice this, for she generally had a smile on her face. Nor was it lacking this time. She began her part, but in an instant the manager called: "Wait. Hold on a minute!" The clicking of the camera ceased instantly. "Oh, have I done something wrong?" thought Alice, her heart beating violently. "Cut out what's been done so far," ordered the manager to Russ. "It will have to be done over." "Yes, sir," answered the operator, as he noted from the automatic register at the side of the camera how many feet of film had been run on the new scene. Then, when it came to be developed, it could be eliminated. The figures also showed how much of the thousand-foot reel was left for succeeding scenes. Everyone was a little nervous, fearing he or she had made the trouble, but all were reassured a moment later, when the manager said: "I think it will be a little more effective if Miss Alice makes her entrance from the other side. It brings her out better. Try it that way once, and then, if it goes, film it, Russ." The benefit of the change was at once apparent, and after a moment of rehearsal it was decided on. Again the camera began its clicking and everyone breathed freely once more, Alice most of all, for failure would have meant so much to her. "Very good--very good," spoke the manager encouragingly, as the play developed. Alice and Ruth had rather difficult parts, and in one scene they held the stage alone, "plotting" to disclose the false count. It was in this scene that Alice had some effective work along comedy lines. It seemed to go off very well--at least, as far as the girls could tell. Alice, as a rather hoydenish school girl, home for the summer, played havoc with the admirers of the romantic Ruth, who seemed to fill the role to perfection.