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Updated: May 21, 2025
"Rough-houser!" says I, moppin' my eye with the napkin. "If your Auntie can't train you, maybe she'll let me try." "Oh, no doubt she would," says Vee. "I might ask her," I suggests. "I'd love to be around when you did," says she, rollin' her eyes impish. "Meanin' I wouldn't dare, eh?" says I.
I don't want to influence you unduly But They're artistic people, Vee. That's the fact about them. We're different." "I suppose we are," said Vee, rearranging the flowers in her hand. "Friendships that are all very well between school-girls don't always go on into later life. It's it's a social difference." "I like Constance very much." "No doubt. Still, one has to be reasonable.
"He came around to-night," says she, "to show Auntie some miniatures of the late Alicia. She asked to see them. Look! They are examining one now." Sure enough they were, with their heads close together. And Auntie is pattin' him soothin' on the arm. "Kind of kittenish motions, if you ask me," says I. "She's gazin' at him mushy, too." "I never knew Auntie to be quite so absurd," says Vee.
Had he glanced at the halftone without recognizin' her? Or was he just keepin' mum? Not until I gets a chance to explore the waste basket did I get any line. The folder wa'n't there. Neither was it on his desk. And all the hints I threw out durin' the day he don't seem to notice at all. So I didn't have much to tell Vee over the 'phone that night. "Couldn't get a rise out of him at all," says I.
And this, young man, is Miss Verona." He swings me around facin' her, and I expect I must have acted some sheepish. But trust Vee! What does she do but let loose one of them ripply laughs of hers. Then she steps up, pulls my head down playful with both hands, and looks me square in the eyes. "Why didn't you tell me before, Torchy," says she, "that you had such a perfectly grand name as all that?"
Looked like his admission card must have been punched for eight P.M., or else he'd been asked for dinner. Anyway, he was right on the ground, thumpin' out a new rag on the piano, and enjoyin' the full glare of the limelight. The only other entry I can discover is a girl. "My friend Miss Ull," explains Vee.
We ain't had a chat for over two months, you know, not a word, and I'd kind of like to " "No doubt," says Aunty. "Are you quite certain, however, that Verona would like it too?" "I'm always guessin' where Vee is concerned," I admits; "but by the latest dope I had on the subject, I expect she wouldn't object strenuous." Aunty sniffs. "It is quite possible," says she.
"Unless I don't know a Romeo gaze when I see one," says I. "And then, when I figures out that if you'd given him the chuck it might have been through some mistaken notion, why well, come to talk it over with Vee, we thought " "Pardon me," says Miss Hampton, "but just who is Vee?" "Eh?" says I, pinkin' up. "Why, in my case, she's the only girl." "Ah-ha!" says she. "So you er "
Robert. "Quick now! I'm coming about again. Hard alee!" "How wonderful!" says Miss Hampton as she watches Vee juggle the ropes skillful. "I wish I could do that!" "Do you?" says Mr. Robert eager. "Perhaps you'll let me teach you how to sail. Would you like to try the wheel? Here! Now this way puts her off, and the other brings her up. See?"
So, when I drop in for my reg'lar Wednesday and Sunday night calls, the main object of the expedition being to swap a little friendly chatter with Vee, and I find Auntie planted prominent and permanent in the sittin'-room, why, I just grins and makes the best of it. A patient and consistent sitter-out, Auntie is. And you know that face of hers ain't exactly the chirky sort.
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