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"I hope it's a real courageous youngster," remarked Zeke. "A child! A wild Western dressmaker's young one in Mr. Evringham's elegant house!" "Is the old Harry a dressmaker?" asked Zeke mildly. "No, his wife is. His Julia! They've named this girl for her, and I suppose they called her Jule, and then twisted it around to Jewel. Jewel!"
Jule pulls off his own riding-boots without stirring up the whole house about it; Rolf is so full of interest in his pursuits that he has not a moment of idleness all day long; Lili has developed a love for music and a talent for playing the piano, that we never dreamed she possessed; and little Hunne has become so gentle and so contented at his games, that it is a pleasure just to look at the child."
"Or tow him in, if you would rather, Jule," suggested Louise. "Don't you realize we are bound by traffic laws to assist a stranded boatman?" "But he isn't stranded, and he doesn't need help," replied Julia with a show of something like temper. "Why should we speak to a strange boy?" she demanded. "And why shouldn't we?" fired back Cleo.
"I don't need sarcasm right now, Jule," Justin said. "I need some help. Now." "So," Julia sighed, "my choices are: either accept the possibility that you may have done the impossible, or ostracize you like a kook along with the rest of humanity despite the evidence of my senses. Right?" "I think," Justin said, "you've finally figured out how the world works."
Oh, Romie," she continued, jumping up and down in excitement, "let's have it bright yellow and call it 'The Yellow Peril'!" Her twin offered her a friendly hand. "Jule," he said solemnly, "you're a genius!" "We'll have brown leather inside, and get brown clothes to match. Brown hats with yellow bands on 'em won't it be perfectly scrumptious?" "Scrumptious is no word for it.
Mr. and Mrs. Birkenfeld had gone to church, and with them Paula and Miss Hanenwinkel. In the sitting-room, Jule and Hunne were harmoniously discussing over a big dish of hazel-nuts, in how many different ways they could make the nutcracker crack a nut.
Hammond mixed among the crowd, and spoke eagerly now to one, now to another. Old Saunders said to the man next him "What is it all about? Is this an important match?" "Important! You bet it is. I suppose there's more money on this game than was ever put on a billiard match before. Why, Jule Hammond alone has ten thousand on Saunders." The old man gave a quivering sigh of relief.
"But I am only a poor boy, and a Dutchman at that" he said this bitterly "but if you will wait, Jule, I will show them I am of some account. Not good enough for you, but good enough for them. You will " "I will wait forever for you, Gus." Her head was down, and her voice could hardly be heard. "Good-by." She stretched out her hand, and he took it trembling. "Wait a minute."
Anyhow, I know it is father who wants me to stay, not you. I presume he's on the duty tack. I think what he has to say will keep till to- morrow night. If he must work off some of his sentiments on gambling, let him place his efforts where they are needed let him tackle Jule Hammond, but not during business hours." "You surely don't mean to say that a respected business man a banker like Mr.
"I'm afeard her brother's scrape and comin' home won't make Jule none the peacefuller at the present time," said Cynthy Ann. "Wal," returned Jonas, "I don't think she keers much fer him. She couldn't, you know. Love him?
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