“Well, we just have,” boasted Peter. “It’s so good that I shouldn’t wonder if it put everybody else in our line clean out of business.”
“Meaning us, I suppose?” inquired Pep.
“Well, those who don’t want to get hurt had better keep out of the way,” advised Peter. “The National has come to stay, I can tell you that.”
CHAPTER XVIII—THE GREAT FILM
“Durham, I feel that we’ve just go to get that film,” spoke Ben Jolly.
He held in his hand a special letter from the National Film Exchange, and the lively piano player waved it about in a way that showed that he was unusually excited.
“Yes,” nodded Hal Vincent, “this is one of those specials that come along only once or twice a year. The prize fights used to lead before people knew as much as they do now; but you take a royal coronation, or a national auto race, or an earthquake, or liner lost at sea, and that’s the big feature that the public run after for about a month.”
“You’ve got to get in at them at the start, though,” suggested Jolly.
“Always. The event advertises itself and the film men give it a new start. Why, to open up for day shows, this flood film would be an attraction all of itself.”
“Better keep up with the times,” half laughed Randy. “You know how Peter Carrington is bragging about some new attraction that is going to put us out of business.”