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Romie said if I'd make another chocolate cake like the one I made the day after she was there, he'd take it up to her and show her whether I could cook or not." "I believe he would," returned Allison, with a trace of sarcasm which Juliet entirely missed. Then he laughed at the vision of Romeo bearing the proof of his twin's culinary skill into Madame Bernard's living room.
"Who are the Crosby twins?" inquired Isabel. "They'll probably call on you," Rose replied, "so I won't spoil it by endeavouring to describe them. The language fails to do them justice." "What were their names?" mused Allison. "Let me see. Oh, yes, Romeo and Juliet." "'Romie' and 'Jule' by affectionate abbreviation, to each other," Rose added.
"We can learn to run it here in the yard there's plenty of room. And on the thirtieth of June, we'll take our first real ride in it. Be a sport, Romie," she urged, as he maintained an unhappy silence. "All right I will," he said, grudgingly. "But I hope Uncle appreciates what we're doing for him." "That's settled, then," she responded, cheerfully.
Everybody who knows us knows where we live." "Perhaps," Juliet went on, meditatively, "she doesn't like me." "If she doesn't," Romeo retorted, "I'll know the reason why. Do you remember what I did to the red-headed boy from the Ridge who said he wouldn't skate with the crowd if there was a girl in it?" Juliet nodded with satisfaction. "But you know, Romie, you can't hit a girl."
We showed her all our fishing rods, and let her help us make fudges, and we did stunts for her on the trapeze in the attic, and Romie told her she could have any one of our dogs, but she said she didn't want it, and she wouldn't stay to supper. I guess she thought I couldn't cook just because she can't.
Neither spoke until they passed the spot where the red touring car lay on its side in the ditch, and four or five dogs, still hungry and hopeful, wrangled over a few bare bones. Juliet was sniffing audibly, and, as soon as she saw the wreck, burst into tears. "Oh, Romie," she sobbed, "if he's dead, we've killed him!"
"Oh, Romie, Romie!" shouted Juliet, in ecstasy. "They're coming! See!" Romeo looked back for the fraction of an instant, saw that they were, indeed, "coming," and then discovered that he had lost control of the machine. "Sit tight," he said, to Juliet, between clenched teeth. "I am," she screamed, gleefully. "Oh, Romie, if uncle could only see us now!"
Better cut out that trapeze business." "I don't know why," returned Juliet, resentfully, as she slipped gracefully to the floor, right side up. "I'm as strong as Romie is, or almost as strong." "Girls do it in the circus," Romeo observed, wiping his flushed face. "Ever heard of any of 'em living to celebrate their hundredth birthday?" queried Doctor Jack, significantly.
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