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Miss Schuler declared it would be a crime to fail to take advantage of such an opportunity but the trouble was that Lise had had to wait for two more pay-days and endure the suspense arising from the possibility that some young lady of taste and means might meanwhile become its happy proprietor.
Schuler ran to meet the Italian woman and lifted the worn child into her arms where he sank against her shoulder as if in a faint. "Run up in the grove and get Dr. Watkins and Miss Gertrude," Helen said to Roger. "Ask them quietly to come here. Don't frighten the women."
Wiley, it seemed, could claim acquaintance with Miss Schuler, one of the ladies to whose arm Lise's was linked, and he had the further advantage of appearing in a large and seductive touring car, painted green, with an eagle poised above the hood and its name, Wizard, in a handwriting rounded and bold, written in nickel across the radiator.
That proved not to be a success, for everybody was so tired all the next day that there was a nearer approach to disagreement among them than ever happened before. Mrs. Schuler made up her mind that home meaning Rose House was the best place for them and that amusements must be found at home and not afield.
The outcry upstairs was increased by the shrieks of Sheila who had slept until the last shock and who woke at last to add her penetrating voice to the pandemonium. "Do you smell something queer?" asked Mrs. Schuler. "Do you think that was a lightning-bolt and it set the house on fire?" Her husband shook his head doubtfully.
"Oh, no!" said he quickly, "I do not aspire to that; I believe in Faust's verse: 'Ich ziehe... meine Schuler an der Nase herum Und sehe dass wir nichts wissen konnen; and I also bilde mir nicht ein, Ich konnte was lehren. I wonder at and envy the men who teach such things with so much influence and conviction, and I am very grateful to them for initiating me into their methods and power of working properly.
Schuler shook her head doubtfully when she took down their names and nationalities in her notebook on the day of their arrival. "If we get through the summer without quarrels over the war it will be a miracle!" she exclaimed to her husband. But she found that the poor creatures were too weary, too sad, too physically crushed to have spirit enough left to fight any battles, even those of words.
"But we can all hunt." "I know some one who might do if she'd be willing and I don't know why she wouldn't," said Ethel Brown. "Who? Who? Some one in Rosemont?" "Right here in Rosemont. Mrs. Schuler." "Mrs. Schuler?" There was a cry of wonder, for Mrs. Schuler was the teacher of German in the high school. She had been engaged to Mr.
"Not worth all these moneys," she murmured as she counted forty cents in the small coins in her other hand. It was a mystery. Moya put the bits of brass back into the gourd and went on with her dusting. Mrs. Schuler telephoned to Mr.
I thought I could arrange for the necessary smaller apartments in the flat by means of curtains, and thus prepare for myself a splendid place of refuge for ever. Stadl and Schuler thought it possible they might help me in the fulfilment of my wishes, as they were both acquainted with the proprietor of this ruin.
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