The moving picture camera was brought to the casement, and a moment later Russ began clicking away at it. He had it focused on Merley who, with Fripp, was walking about the other cabin. Merley walked without the suspicion of a limp, and a little later he took a shovel, and began clearing snow away from some of the walks.
"Good!" cried Russ. "Better and better! If he can do such strenuous work as that he isn't hurt. This cooks your goose, Dan Merley!"
He continued to grind away, getting the proof of the fellow's criminality on the sensitive film.
"Oh, they're coming over this way!" exclaimed Ruth. "What shall we do?"
"Nothing," declared Russ, calmly. "The nearer he comes the better pictures I can get. Don't be afraid. Paul and I are here."
Merley had indeed started toward the smaller cabin. He was walking rapidly and well, and Russ got some excellent pictures. Then Fripp, who remained at the larger cabin, called to his companion, who turned back for some reason.
"Good!" cried Russ. "I've got him going and coming! Oh, this will be great!"
He continued to grind away at the film, and soon had sufficient pictures.
"But how are we going to get away without them seeing us?" asked Alice.
"We can wait until dark," Russ said.