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Show n8 \\\lib llose anb Sfh,er fully," if the yard is big enough to train 'em in. We ought not to go out on the road until the thirtieth." "That's easy enough," Juliet answered, with a superior air. "How 'd you go about it I" he demanded. "If they were my dogs and I wanted 'em to follow me in an automobile, I'd let 'em fast for a day or two and fill the back seat of the machine with raw meat. They'd follow quick enough and be good and lively about it, too. 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 allm good condition now." "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 asso- :a 'lmfgbt· .Srrant ciation, at rare intervals. It would be pleasant she thought, to go skating sometimes with a girl or two instead of the usual crowd of boys. She hated herself fiercely for disloyalty, but the idea recurred persistently. "I 'm not up on etiquette," Romeo replied, casually, "but I should think, if she wanted to come, she could do it by now. We made a polite call as far as I know." "We didn't leave any cards." "Cards? What kind of cards?" "Why, little cards with our names on 'em. People always leave 'em, in the books, when they make calls." Romeo went over to the slate again and made another memorandum. " I 'II get 'em. What 'II we have on 'em?" "We always go together," Juliet suggested, "so I think one will do. Just put on it 'The Crosby Twins,' with our address." "No need of the address. Everybody who knows us knows where we live." "Perhaps," J uliet went on, meditatively, "she doesn't like me." "If she doesn't," Romeo retorted, " I 'II know the reason why. Do you remember what I did to the red-headed boy from the Ridge who said he would n'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." 1tlf&fllng a:atH |