Just
put on it 'The Crosby Twins,' with our address."
"No need of the address. 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."
"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.
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