"Not at all," returned Alice, promptly. "It was a glorious race anyhow. Winning didn't count; it was all for the picture."
"That's the way to look at it," said Paul, in her ear. "But, all the same, I'm glad your boat won."
"Thanks," she replied, as she tripped along beside him.
Miss Pennington and Miss Dixon, pausing a moment to "readjust their complexions," as Alice said (for which she was reproved by Ruth), went on by themselves.
The company of players remained in St. Augustine several days, and many fine films resulted, the scenery lending itself particularly well to the camera.
One act in a play took place at the alligator "farm," on Anastasia Island. There Ruth and Alice saw 'gators in all stages, from tiny ones just emerging from the shell, to big fourteen-foot ones—regular "man-eaters" they were told.
"Ugh! the horrid creatures!" exclaimed Ruth, who could not repress a shudder.
"They aren't very pleasant," agreed Alice. "And to think that perhaps those two girls may be—"
"Oh, my dear! Don't mention it! I can't bear to think of such a thing. It's too horrible!"
"But I suppose there must be many such as that one, in the wilds of the swamps and bayous," said Alice in a low voice, as she pointed her parasol at a huge saurian.