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Show 54 ll J" .. clnat. lng:I!Subf«t Glib 'Rose anb Silver "She smelled of something kind of sweet and sticky. What was it?" "Sachet powder, l guess, or some kind of perfume." "! liked the smell. Can we get some?" "I guess so-we 've got the price." "Next time you see her, ask her what it is, will you?" "All right," answered Juliet, unperturbed by the request. The rest of the way was enlivened by a discussion of automobiles. Romeo had a hockey match on for the following day, which was Saturday, so they were compelled to postpone their investigations until Monday. It seemed very long to wait. "It's no good now, anyhow," said Romeo. "We can't run it until the roads melt and dry up." "That's so," agreed his twin, despondently. "Why did she tell us now? Why couldn't she wait until we had some chance?" <~I guess we can learn something about it before we try to run it," he observed, cheerfully. "If we can get it into the barn, we can take it all apart and see how it's put together." "Oh, Romie!" cried Juliet, with a little skip. "How perfectly fascinating! And we'll read all the automobile literature we can get hold of. l do so love to be posted!" Upon the death of their father, several years Ube ctrosbp Uwtns ago, the twins had promptly ceased to go to school. The kindly old minister who had been appointed executor of their father's small estate and guardian of the tumultuous twins had been unable to present any arguments in favour of systematic education which appealed to them even slightly. "What good is Latin?" asked Romeo, apparently athirst for information. "Why-er-mental discipline, mostly," the harassed guardian had answered. "Isn't there anything we'd like that would discipline our minds?" queried Juliet. "I fear not," replied the old man, who lacked the diplomacy necessary to deal with the twins. Shortly after that he had died with so little warning that he had only time to make out a check in their favourfor the balance entrusted to him. The twins had held high carnival until the money was almost gone. The bequest from the Australian uncle had reached them just in time, so, with thankful hearts, they celebrated and had done so annually ever since. Untrammelled by convention and restraint, they thrived like weeds in their ancestral domicile, which was now sadly in need of repair. Occasionally some daring prank set the neighbourhood by the ears, but, for the most part, the twins behaved very well and attended strictly to their own affairs. They ate when they were 55 .... eatnh.,at |