The carpenters were still puttering about on the scaffold.

He saw that platforms for the cameras had been built out from its side.
He noted, too, and was puzzled by an aeroplane propeller that had been stationed close to one corner of the pool, just beyond the stern of the little sailing-craft.

Perhaps there would be an aeroplane wreck in addition to a shipwreck.

Now he had something besides food to think of.
And he wondered what the Montague girl could be doing in the company of a really serious artist like Beulah Baxter.

From her own story she was going to get wet, but from what he knew of her she would be some character not greatly missed from the cast if she should, as Baird had suggested, dive and forget to come up.