“That’s a tough break, Joe.”
“Yeah. Flash, will you do me a favor?”
“You know I will.”
“Doyle’s expecting me to meet him at Indianapolis tomorrow morning,” Joe went on jerkily. “He has the sound wagon and all our equipment.”
“I’ll send him a telegram right away.”
The cameraman shook his head impatiently.
“Listen, Flash,” he said persuasively, “I want you to take my place. Meet Doyle and protect the News-Vue people on the race pictures.”
“But I don’t know anything about newsreel work!” Flash protested.
“Sure you do,” Joe denied. “Doyle can help you a lot.”
“Riley is expecting me to get pictures for him.”