"And it may rain—but not to-day," put in Miss Shay, with a look at the hot, cloudless sky.
"Then it's all settled," went on Mr. Ringold. "It is understood, Joe, that you can have considerable time, if you need it, to locate your father. The dramas I intend to film will extend over a considerable time, and they can be made whenever it is most convenient. After all, I think it is a good thing that we are going to the Southern California coast. The climate there will be just what we want, and the sunlight will be almost constant."
"I'm sure I'm much obliged to you," said Joe. "This trip after the Indian films cost us more than we counted on, and we'll be glad of a chance to make more money. We're down pretty low; aren't we, Blake?"
"I'm afraid so. But then, we may get that prize money, and that will help a lot."
"That's so," put in Mr. Hadley. "You had better have those films developed, and send them to the geographical society. I wouldn't ship them undeveloped, for they might be lightstruck. You were lucky the Indians didn't spoil them."
The boys decided to do this, and during the next few days the reels of moving pictures were developed, and some positives printed from them.
