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There is nothing so dead as a woman's dead love. When the fire goes out and no single ember is left, the ashes are past the power of flame to rekindle." "Do you think that, after a while, I won't care for Romie any more?" "Not as you used to that is impossible even now." Juliet sighed and hastily wiped away a tear. With a quick, sure stroke, her life seemed to have been divided. "Don't, dear.
It would have been natural to go back home, but he was too angry for that, and inwardly vowed to stay away long enough to bring Juliet to her senses. He recalled the night he had called upon Isabel and had not reached home until late. He remembered the torrent of tears and Juliet's cry: "Oh, Romie! Romie! I don't care where you've been as long as I've got you back!"
"Except the last one. You can see some of his ribs yet." "You can't by June." "No, I guess not. Say, Romie, oughtn't she to be coming to see us by now?" "Who?" "Isabel what's-her-name. You know, up at Bernard's." Happy-hearted comrade though she was, Juliet had a secret longing for feminine association, at rare intervals.
"Her? Who's 'her'?" "You know Isabel." Juliet sighed and bit her lips. Her eyes filled with tears and she winked very hard to keep them back. An ominous pain clutched at her loyal little heart. "What do you want me to do, Romie?" she asked, gently. "Why, I don't know. Men never know about such things. Just make yourself like her that's all." "Huh!" Juliet was scornful now.
"It takes so much longer for moral suasion to work. Romie and I never had any 'moral suasion, we were brought up right." Juliet's tone indicated a deep filial respect for her departed parents and there was a faraway look in her blue eyes which filled Allison with tender pity. "You must be lonely sometimes," he said, kindly.
I met Colonel Kent and Allison and I've been with them all the evening. I'm sorry I stayed so long." "I haven't lied," he continued, to himself, exultantly. "Every word is the literal truth." "Oh, Romie," sobbed Juliet, with a fresh burst of tears, "I don't care where you've been as long as I've got you back! We're twins and we've got to stand by each other!"
Romeo swallowed a lump in his throat, winked hard, and roughly advised Juliet to "shut up." When the machine was safely in the barn, and all the scattered dogs collected and imprisoned, Romeo came in, ready to talk it over. "We've got to do something," he said, "but I don't know what it is." "Oh, Romie," cried Juliet with a fresh burst of tears, "do you think they'll hang us? We're murderers!"
"I guess we can learn something about it before we try to run it," he observed, cheerfully. "If we can get it into the barn, we can take it all apart and see how it's put together." "Oh, Romie!" cried Juliet, with a little skip. "How perfectly fascinating! And we'll read all the automobile literature we can get hold of. I do so love to be posted!"
"Suppose Romeo should marry?" queried Allison, carelessly. "I'd die," replied Juliet, firmly, her cheeks burning as with flame. "Or suppose you married?" "Then Romie would die," she answered, with conviction. "We've both promised not to get married and we always keep our promises to each other." "And to other people, too?" "Not always.
Juliet burst into tears, but she had no handkerchief, so Doctor Jack gave her his. "'Tears, idle tears," he quoted lightly. "I say, kid, don't take it so hard." "I I'm not a lady," she sobbed. "You are," he assured her. "You're the finest little lady I know." "Don't don't," she sobbed. "Don't make fun of me. Romie said that you were laughing at me yesterday-because I was a a tomboy!"
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