"Why, sister of mine?"
"Don't talk so much of orange blossoms."
"Pooh! I'm not thinking of getting married!"
"Oh, Alice!"
"Well, wasn't that what you meant?"
"Not at all, I only meant--"
"I don't believe you knew what you did mean. Come on, we'll be lost!" and
she caught Ruth by the arm and hurried on after Russ and Paul.
CHAPTER IX
IN THE DUNGEON
"Oh, if we could only stay here forever!"
"It would be Paradise!"
Thus Ruth and Alice exclaimed as they entered the orange grove, a short
distance from the city gates. And indeed the scene that greeted them, and
the sweet odors, might well call for this praise and desire from even the
most _blase_ tourist.
Even Russ, grown accustomed by his calling to odd scenes, was impressed
by the wonderful sight, and as for Paul, who had something of the
romantic nature of Ruth, it was a pure delight to him.
"I wonder if they will take any pictures here?" said Ruth, softly--at
first it seemed as if one must talk in whispers so as not to disturb the
beauty of the place.
"Oh, I'm going to film you here," announced Russ. "Stand still a moment
and I'll snap you now. There's a pretty place."
Ruth and Alice assumed graceful poses, and soon their likenesses were
registered on the film. Russ never tired of taking pictures, and when he
was not making moving ones he was using his small hand camera.
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