"That's too bad," said Russ, sympathetically.
"So they had to get another actor in his place," went on Alice, "and poor father has started out to look for something else to do. That's my errand this morning, also."
Russ was in deep thought for a moment. Then he exclaimed:
"I have it!"
"What? A place for me?" demanded Alice. "Tell me at once, and I'll hurry there."
"No, Alice, not a place for you; but a place for your father. You say he can't speak, but he can act?"
"Yes."
"Then the movies is the very place for him! He won't have to say a word—just move his lips. He can act parts in photoplays as well as if he never had a voice. I just thought of it. It will be the very thing he can do. Say, I'm glad I met you. We must get busy with this at once.
"Come on! I'm on my way now to see about my new patent, and I can take you to the manager of the film company. I know him well. I'm sure he'll give your father a place in the company, and it pays well. If Mr. DeVere can't act at the New Columbia he can in the movies! Come on!"