the fire. He cast an ugly look at Blake as he went, though, and muttered to himself.
"I'm sorry I had to do this," thought Blake, "but I wasn't going to pass up a chance like this. Munson may make trouble for us, though. He's got a revengeful disposition. But if Joe and I go out to the flooded district probably we shan't see him for some time."
If Blake had really known the depth of the resentment Munson cherished against him, from that moment, he might have given in to the fellow. Had he done so it would have saved much trouble for himself and Joe later. But he could not foretell the future.
Blake continued to take pictures of the fire, and he was beginning to think his film would run out, when Joe came up with a fresh reel. The policeman had gone away, and there was now so much excitement about the fire that no one minded whether Joe had a badge or not. He relieved Blake at the camera.
But the blaze, big as it was, finally yielded to the work of the firemen, and at length all the persons had been gotten out of the apartment
"I guess we've got enough," said Blake, finally. "Now we'll hustle this to the laboratory, Joe, have it developed, and see what use we can make of it. I'll get some of the weeklies
