"Then I'll take a view for you. Find a seat somewhere while I rig things. See those two people sitting on the little bridge that crosses the race beyond the mill? I'll photograph them without their permission."
Alma looked out of the window when Elmer had raised the curtain, but declared she couldn't see anything.
"They are very far off. Take the field glass, and you'll see them."
Alma took the glass from the table, and looked out on the sunny landscape.
"I see what you mean, but I can't make out who they are, even with the glass. It's a man and a woman, and that's as much as I can see."
"You shall see them plain enough in a moment."
So saying, Elmer placed a long brass telescope upon a stand by the open window, and through it he examined the couple on the bridge. Meanwhile Alma gazed round the room and examined its strange contents with the greatest interest.
The moment the focus of the glass was secured, Elmer hastily took the little camera, and adjusting a slide in it from a table drawer, he placed it before the telescope on the table and close to the eye hole. Then, by throwing a black cloth over his head, he looked into it, turned a screw or two, and in a moment had a negative of the distant couple.
"Aren't you almost ready?"
"In one moment, Alma. I must fix this first. I'll be right back."