"The Associated Press gets a copy in advance, and sends duplicates of it out to the newspapers that take its service. And on each duplicate copy is stamped a notice that it is to be released for publication on a certain day--or at even a certain hour. That is, it can't be used by the newspapers until that time. "It's somewhat like that with moving pictures. The reels of new plays are sent out to the different theaters, and to fix it so a theater quite a distance from New York won't be at a disadvantage with one right here, which would get the film sooner, there is a certain date set for the release of the film. That means that though one theater gets it first it can't use it until the date set, when all the playhouses are supposed to have it." "Oh, that's the way they do it?" observed Alice. "Yes," went on Russ. "Of course the best stuff is what is called 'first run,'" he went on to explain. "That is, it is a reel of film of a new play, never before shown in a certain city. The best moving picture theaters take the first run, and pay good prices for it. Then, later on, second-rate theaters may get it at a lower price." "And is our play a 'first run'?" asked Ruth. "It will be for a time," answered Russ. "I think you girls did fine!" he went on. "Acting comes natural to you, I guess." "Well, we've seen enough of it around the house, with daddy getting ready for some of his plays," admitted Alice. "Oh, I wish I could do it all over again!" she cried, gliding over to her sister and whirling her off in a little waltz to the tune of a piano that was playing so that the performers in another play, representing a ball room scene, might keep proper time. "Did you like your part, Ruth?" asked Russ, after Alice had allowed her sister to quiet down. "Yes. I always like a romantic character." "I like fun!" confessed Alice. "The more the better!" "Oh, will you ever grow up?" asked Ruth. "I hope not--ever!" laughed Alice, gaily. Off in another part of the studio Miss Pennington and her chum, Miss Dixon, were going through their parts. They looked over at Ruth, Alice and Russ, and their glances were far from friendly. "I don't see what Mr. Pertell can see in those girls," remarked Miss Pennington, during a lull, when they did not have to be before the camera. "Neither do I," agreed her friend. "They can't act, and the airs they put on!" "Shocking!" commented Miss Pennington. "Come, young ladies!" broke in the voice of the manager. "It is time for you to go on again. And please put a little more vim into your work. I want that play to be a snappy one." "Humph!" sneered Miss Dixon. "If he wants more snap he ought to pay more money," whispered her friend. "All he cares about now are those DeVere girls."