The first thing she saw when she rounded the corner was the camera perched high upon its tripod and staring at her with its one round eye; and the humorous-eyed Pete Lowry turning a crank at the side and counting in a whisper.

Close beside her the two women were standing in animated argument which they carried on in undertones with many gestures to point their meaning.
"Hey, you're in the scene!" called Pete Lowry, and abruptly stopped counting and turning the crank.
"You're in the scene, sister.

Step over here to one side, will you ?" The fat director waved his pink-cameoed hand impatiently.
An old bench had been placed beside the house, under a window.

Jean backed a step and sat down upon the bench, and looked from one to the other.

The two women glanced at her wide-eyed and moved away with mutual embracings.