"No danger of your nerve being gone," murmured Blake, nudging his chum.
"I should say not!"
"Anyhow, I resign!" declared C.C. savagely.
But, as he did this on the average of twice a week, it had become so now that no one paid any attention to him. Mr. Hadley, seeing that he was in no danger and hardly even painfully scorched, no longer worried about the gloomy comedian.
"And now to get back to what we were talking about before that interruption came," said Mr. Hadley to the moving picture boys. "Do you think you'd like to tackle the job?"
"What is it?" asked Blake.
"Give us an idea," added his chum.
"Well, it isn't going to be any easy work," went on the producer. "And I might as well tell you, first as last, that it will be positively dangerous on all sides."
"Like anything we've done before?" Blake wanted to know.
"Not exactly. Earthquake Land is as near like it as anything that occurs to me. In short, how would you like to go to Europe?"