"_Now_ what are they about?" demanded Ruth.

"Look out that you don't bring the car into the focus of the camera, Tom,"
his sister warned him. "It will make them awfully mad."

"Don't fret. I have no desire to appear in a movie," laughed Tom.

"But I think _I_ would like to," said his sister. "Wouldn't you, Ruth?"

"I--I don't know. It must be awfully interesting----"

"Pooh!" scoffed Tom. "What will you girls get into your heads next? And
they don't let girls like you play in movies, anyway."

"Oh, yes, they do!" cried his sister. "Some of the greatest stars in the
film firmament are nothing more than schoolgirls. They have what they call
'film charm.'"

"Think you've got any of that commodity?" demanded Tom, with cheerful
impudence.

"I don't know----Oh, Ruth, look at that girl! Now, Tommy, see there! That
girl isn't a day older than we."

"Too far away to make sure," said Tom, slowly. Then, the next moment, he
ejaculated: "What under the sun is she doing? Why! she'll fall off that
tree-trunk, the silly thing!"

The slender girl who had attracted their attention had, at the command of