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Then they showed Rolf where they had fired the arrow through the hedge, and to be sure there it was, lying on the ground, in Mrs. Kurd's garden. The recovery of his treasure put Rolf again in good-humor. He rushed back to the house, calling out, "Jule, Paula, did you know that the twins shot a child yesterday?"
Meantime the eldest boy lifted a little girl from the ground, and jumped her into the carriage, and two younger boys, one slender, the other round as a ball, began to clamor, "Me too, Jule, me too, a big high one! me higher still!" and they shouted with glee, as they too were lifted up and deposited on the seat.
The voice was very firm, almost severe, but Hunne had Jule to back him, so he was full of courage, and he kept repeating; "Jule told me to." "Well, say it then quickly," said the governess, relenting a little. And Hunne repeated the riddle very slowly but correctly. Now Miss Hanenwinkel was a native of Bremen, and therefore very quick at repartee, and she never hesitated for an answer.
"If Harry were only here," murmured the girl, as she raised her head and wiped the tears from her pretty eyes. "I know something has happened to him something terrible." At this moment Aunt Jule, the colored housekeeper, the only other resident of the cottage, aside from Nell Barrel and her brother, entered the room, and her appearance at once put an end to Nell's weeping.
"'And I'll hold the straws, says Jule, winking on the side. "So they drew straws, and, strange as it may seem, Rosy got stuck. He cried all night, and though the others tried to comfort him, telling him what a lucky man he was to marry a queen, he wouldn't cheer up a mite.
"Jule," said Romeo, sternly, "I don't see what's the matter with you lately. You act like a sissy girl. Go up into the attic and work on the trapeze for an hour or two, and you'll feel better. It wouldn't surprise me now if you got so sissy that you were afraid of mice and snakes." Juliet's anger rose to the point of tears. "I'm not afraid of mice," she sobbed, "and you know it.
I don't care a straw how light their complexions are, they are niggers nevertheless, and ought to go to a nigger school; they are no better than any other coloured children. I'll tell you what you can do, Jule," continued he: "call on Mrs.
"My letter is an ordinary one as to thickness; it consists of two meagre sheets of rather light-weight paper. Your letter, on the other hand, strikes me as extraordinarily bulky. Now there " "Jule, I'm busy. Will you please " "Just as I get on the trail of this thing you insist on diverting my mind," her brother complained bitterly.
The attic had been made into a gymnasium, where they exercised and hardened their muscles when the weather kept them indoors. A trapeze had been recently put up, and Juliet was learning to swing by her feet. She lifted her face up to his and received a brotherly peck on the lips. "Good-night, Jule." "Good-night, Romie. Pleasant dreams."
They wouldn't need to be trained." "Jule," said Romeo, solemnly, "will you please forgive me for calling you a 'sissy girl'?" "Sure!" Juliet had learned long before she was twenty, that "forgive me," from a man's lips, indicates the uttermost depths of abasement and devotion. "The fasting won't hurt 'em," Romeo continued, eager to change the subject. "They're all in good condition now."
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