"By George!" he exclaimed. "You figure out that this will cause her to disclose herself—make some sign?"
"I feel certain of it."
"Then we will put it in." He laid the square of paper on his desk. "I will have the section of film made privately, and at once. I shall not tell even the other officers of the company about it. I suppose they will give me the devil, until after they know the reasons for it, but then, of course, it will be all right."
Duvall rose and put out his hand.
"You will be there to-night, of course?"
"Of course. And you?"
"Oh, I'll be on hand all right, although you may not recognize me. Good day." With a quick hand-shake he left the room, and went to look for Ruth and her mother. He found them in the girl's dressing-room, ready to depart. Ruth was pale and terrified, showing the most intense nervousness in every word and movement. Mrs. Morton, scarcely less affected, strove with all her power to remain calm, in order that her daughter might not break down completely. Duvall did his best to cheer them up.
"You must not let this thing prey on your mind, Miss Morton," he said. "We are going to put a stop to it, and that very soon."
"I hope so, Mr. Duvall," the girl replied. "If you don't, I'm afraid I shall break down completely."
"I think we had better go home at once," Mrs. Morton said. "Ruth is in no condition to do any more work to-day."