“But Dad, we didn’t know anything about this,” gasped Helen.
“Of course not. It wouldn’t have been a surprise,” chuckled her father.
“Seriously though,” he added, “I liked your performances in the high school play and I’ve talked it all over with Janet’s folks and with mother here. You’re going back to Hollywood to spend the summer with me and this morning I contracted the production unit of our company which makes cowboy films and both of you are to have a chance in the cast of that picture. You’re Hollywood bound, girls.”
Chapter XVI
THRILLING HOURS
Janet was speechless and Helen was the first to give vent to her thoughts in words.
“Oh, Dad, it’s grand of you, but it doesn’t seem possible.” She looked at the ticket again, feeling it to see if it actually was real.
Tears brimmed into Janet’s eyes.
“I’m so happy I could cry,” she confessed. Then added quickly, “But I don’t know how I can thank you.”
“Don’t try now,” smiled Henry Thorne. “I’ll be more than repaid if you two make good in the western pictures I’m going to try to put you in.”
“But Dad, we’ve never had any experience like that,” protested Helen. “We’ll probably be awful flops.”