"Oh, the young ladies helped me," laughed Russ.
"Good-night," said the lawyer, bowing himself out.
"There you are, Mr. DeVere!" cried Russ, as they were on their way from the studio. "You'd better destroy that note. It's the only evidence Merley had, and now you have it back. Tear it up—burn it!"
"I will indeed! I never can thank you enough for securing it for me. Those moving pictures were a clever idea."
The next day formal notice was sent to Mr. DeVere that the suit against him had been withdrawn, and Merley had to pay all advance court charges. The actor would not again be made to pay the five hundred dollars. The suit against the street car company was also taken out of court. And Dan Merley and his confederates disappeared for a time. It seems that Merley went to the woods to hunt as a sort of relief from having to pose all the while in New York as an injured man. He felt at home up in that locality, having been there many times before.
"Well," said Mr. Pertell to Mr. DeVere and the girls one day, when he had called to see them, "I suppose you are ready for more camera work by this time?"
"What now?" asked Ruth. "Can't you give us something different from what we have been having?"
"Indeed I can," was his answer. "How would you like to go to Florida?"
"Florida!" the girls cried together. "Oh, how lovely."
"That's answer enough," said the manager. "We leave in a week!"