money you paid for the use of the farm come in mighty handy, seein' that some of the crops wasn't over and above good. Yes, we'll never forget you—never."
He and his wife turned into the house, and the hired men went about their tasks.
"I suppose we'll have to wait until Sandy comes back," spoke Mr. Pertell. "I don't want to set the barn afire until he's here. For, not only do I want him on hand, as I said, to represent his father, but I'm depending on him to lead his men, and some of the others, in an attempt to put out the fire. I want plenty of action in this scene. So we'll wait."
"I wonder what has happened to him?" mused Ruth. But no one knew.
The carpenter Mr. Pertell had hired to cut away part of the roof asked if he should set about his task.
"No, I think we'll wait until Sandy comes back," replied the manager. "You can get all ready, though. Russ, I suppose your camera is in shape?"
"Oh, yes. In fact I've got two—one for emergencies."
"That's good. Plenty of film on hand?"
"All we'll need, I think."
"Well, then, the only thing to do is to wait."
