“And you’ve got the films?” said Jolly.
“I couldn’t bear to leave them behind,” replied Vincent, with a smile. “I’ve got them and the price won’t break us—but it’s at the cost of making a deadly enemy.”
CHAPTER XIX—GETTING ALONG
“Who’s the enemy, Mr. Vincent?” inquired Frank, quickly.
“Peter Carrington.”
“Pooh!” derided Randy.
“That doesn’t sound so dangerous,” declared Pep, lightly.
“Tell us about it, Hal,” urged Jolly.
“There isn’t a lot to tell,” replied Vincent. “Pep here was right about Carrington being bound on the same mission to the city as myself. I found him at the National Film Exchange in great fettle. He had just closed a deal for the flood film.”
“Then—then——” began Pep, in alarm.