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Show ,,. 'Qnfalllnlil !lubjc:(t Glll> 'Nose anl> Sll11er "That's so," he admitted disconsolately. "That fresh kid had to wear beefsteak over one eye for almost a week." Juliet laughed at the idea of Isabel with beefsteak bandaged over one eye. "We won't worry about things we can't help," she said, philosophically. "We've done the proper thing and now it's up to her. If she doesn't come before we get the automobile, she doesn't get invited to go out in it." "You bet she doesn't." The talk quickly turned to the unfailing subject of automobiles. "The Yellow Peril" had been ordered and half paid for, but there was delay in delivery. The brown clothes trimmed with tan leather had also been ordered, as well as the brown felt hats, exactly alike, with yellow ribbon bands. They had the goggles and enjoyed glaring fiercely at each other through them, especially at meals. Juliet had thought of making a veil of yellow chiffon, but Romeo had objected violently. He thought they should look as much alike as possible, so she had yielded. They had decided to make a wide track through the yard and around the barn to practise on. Suitable space for the automobile had already been set aside in the barn and safely fenced in beyond the reach of canine interference. Romeo had not seen the necessity of the fence until Juliet had pointed out :a 1mtgbt•J6rrant that some of the dogs would want to sleep on the leather cushions. "It would make it smell so doggy," she had said," that we'd have to call it 'The Yellow Dog' instead of 'The Yellow Peril.' " Romeo, with true masculine detachment, could talk automobile with unfailing enthu·· siasm, and yet think continually about something else. The thought that Isabel might not like Juliet had not occurred to him. l t seemed impossible that anybody should not like Juliet, for, in the fond eyes of her twin, she was the most sane and sensible girl in the world. "Anyhow," thought Romeo as he went to sleep that night, "if J ule wants her to come here, she's got to do it, that's all." He meditated upon the problem for several days without reaching any satisfactory conclusion. At last he determined to go up to see Isabel himself, and, as he phrased it in his own mind, "see how the land lays." It would be difficult to elude Juliet, but, in Romeo's experience, the things one determined to do could nearly always be done. It was an easy matter to make an errand to the City, "to poke 'em up a bit about the machine,'' and to get the visiting cards, which had promptly been ordered by mail. Juliet rather insisted upon going along, but was easily dissuaded by the fact that "there 121 JtPtoblcm. |
