“Boys, this is Mr. Weslowe, and this, Mr. Duncan, both of the Neuman Film Corporation. The young man on my left is Joe Lewis; on my right, Bob Holton, my son.”
After a few casual remarks, Mr. Holton proceeded to tell why the representatives from the film corporation were there.
“You see, they learned of our proposed expedition into the wilds of Brazil,” he explained, “and they have come to make a business proposition. Suppose one of you continues,” he ended, looking at the men, “for if these young men are to be a part of the expedition they should know about this.”
“As you know, we are with the Neuman Film Corporation,” Mr. Weslowe explained. “Now this house is always on the lookout for an opportunity to take motion pictures of little-known places, and here is certainly an opportunity. Unexplored Brazil! Ah! What a chance!
“The minute Neuman learned of this expedition they lost no time in sending us out here to make an offer—one that we sincerely trust you will take up.”
He stopped to open his satchel and get out a folded paper. Then he continued:
“We want you to take motion pictures of Brazil for our company. Will you do it?”
For a few seconds no one answered. Then Mr. Lewis leaned forward.