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Reed, Myrtle, 1874-1911

"Old Rose and Silver"


"I'll take the pup," said the Doctor. "It might amuse him, and anyhow,
he'd like to know that you thought of him."
Isabel had strolled down toward the barn. Juliet hesitated, duty bidding
her follow Isabel and inclination holding her back. Presently Isabel
returned, and her face was surprisingly animated.
"Is that our car in the barn?" she asked. Her manner betrayed great
excitement.
"Why, it's Allison Kent's car, isn't it?" inquired Romeo.
"I thought it was mine. Colonel Kent gave it to me for a wedding
present."
"I thought you couldn't keep the wedding presents unless the wedding
came off," Juliet observed, practically.
"I've still got my ring," said Isabel. "Allison said he wanted me to
keep it, and he gave me his violin, too. I should think they'd want me
to keep the car."
"Better make sure," suggested Doctor Jack, politely.
"People don't scatter automobiles around carelessly among their friends,
as a general rule," observed Juliet.
"I wish I could get it up to Kent's," Romeo said, thoughtfully. "It
always reminds me--here."
"I'd just as soon drive it back," the Doctor answered.


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