“Why, there’s quite a company of them!” remarked Mrs. Martin, as she noticed the number of men and women who, it was plain to be seen, were not residents of Cresco. They belonged to the company. “Why do you suppose they came here to take pictures?” she asked her husband.
“It’s hard to say,” he answered. “Probably the play they are taking needed just such a scene in it as this bridge, river and meadow provide. The company is out on ‘location,’ as it is called. That is, they have come out from their studio, or the ‘lot,’ as they call it, and they have found just the right location for making certain scenes.”
“Oh, look, that lady is going to jump from the boat!” cried Janet, pointing to a small skiff on the river, which held one young lady and several men.
The actress was, indeed, standing up in the bow of the boat and, as Jan had said, seemed about to jump into the river. One man was rowing the boat, and the other, in the stern, was moving forward as if to stop the young lady from leaping overboard.
“This is great!” cried Ted, with shining eyes.
“Awfully exciting,” admitted Janet.
“It’s like a circus,” said Trouble. “But I don’t see any nellifunts! Where are the nellifunts?”
Several persons standing near Mr. Martin’s car laughed at this. But they quickly looked away from the Curlytops and toward the boat on the river as the young lady in it gave a scream and leaped into the water, making a great splash.
“Oh, my goodness!” cried Mrs. Martin. “There’ll be a drowning after all!”