The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1918-03-07
CHAPTER xv-continued.
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"And l put out these white dresses
for you to wear, and"
"Gracious, auntie! They button in
the back and have sixty buttons
apiece. Wen never have time to
fasten them" expostulated Carol,
without diminishing her speed.
"Tll button while you powder, that1l
be time enough"
81 won't have time to powder" called
back Carol from the bathroom, where
she was splashing the water at a reck-
less rate. "Tll wear a veil and pow
der when I get there. Did you pack
any clean handRerchiefs, auntie? Tn
clear out. If you didn't put any in,
you'd better go and borrow Comics.
Lucky thing she's not here"
Shining with zeal and soap, Carol
dashed out, and Lark dashed in.
"Are there any holes in these stock
ings?" Carol turned around, lifting
her skirts for inspection. "Well, I'm
sorry, l won't have time to change
them. Did they come in the auto?
Good !" She was brushing her hair as
she talked. eyes, we had a luncheon,
all pie, though. We played tennis
this morning; we were intending 10
come home right along, or we'd have
phoned you. We were playing with
George Castle and Fritzie Zale.-Is it
sticking out any placer" She lowered
her head backward for her aunt to see.
"Stick pin In IT, will you? Thanks.
They dared us to go to the pie counter
and see which couple could eat the
most pieces OF lemon pie, the couple
which lost paying for all the pie. It's
not like betting, you know; it's a
kind of reward Of merit, like Sunday
school prize. No, 1 won't put on my
slippers till the last thing, my heels
sore, my tennis shoe rubbed the skin
off. My feet seem to be getting ten
der. Think it's old age?"
Lark now emerged from the bath
room, and both twins performed fly
ing exchange of dresses.
"WhO wOn?"
''Lark and George ate eleven pieces,
and Fritzie and only nine. So Fritzie
paid. Then we went on the campus
and played mumble-te-peg or what
ever you call 1t. 1t is French,
auntie."
"Did they ask us to stay a whole
week, auntie?" inquired Lark.
eyes. Jim was wearing his new
gray suit and looked very nice. I've
never been out TO their home. Is it
very niceT"
"Um, swelll" This was from Carol,
Lark being less slangily inclined.
"They have about sixteen rooms, and
two maids-they call them 'girls'-and
. electric lights, and private water sup
ply, observation-disclosures, and cows--oh,
it's great! We've always been awfully
fond Of Jim. The incest thing about
him is that he always takes q girl
home when he goes to class things and
sOcials. ! can't endure a fellow who
walks home by himself. Jim always
asks Larkie and me first, and If we
are taken he gets someone else. Most
boys, if they can't get first choice, pike
off alone"
"Now, Carol" said Aunt Grace, smil-
ing. "Be easy on him. He's so nice
It would be a shame to"
Carol threw up her eyes in horror.
"I'm shocked" she cried. Then she
dimpled. "But wouldn't hurt Jim for
anything. I'm very fond Of him. Do
you really think there are any-er-
Indications"
"Oh, don't know anything about It..
Tn just judging by the rest of the
community"
Lark was performing the really diff
flcult feat of putting on and buttoning
her slippers standing on one foot for
the purpose and STOPPING low. Her
face was flushed from the exertion.
'sDo you think he's crazy about you.
Carol?" she inquired, rather seriously,
and without looking up from the shoe
she was so laboriously buttoning.
"Oh, don't know. There are few
circumstances which seem to point
that way. Take that new gray suit for
instance. Now you know yourself,
Lark, he didn't need a new gray suit,
and when a man gets a brand-new
suit for no apparent reason, you can
generally put 1t down that he's wax.
ing romantic. Then there's his mother
she's begun telling me all his good
points, and how cute he was when he
was born, and she showed me one of his
curls and lot of his baby pictures
Il made Jim wild when he came In and
caught her at IL, and she tells me how
good he is and how much money he's
got. That's pointed, very. But / must
confess" she concluded candldly, shat
Jim himself doesn't act very loverly.'
"He thinks lots of you, know" said
, Lark, seriously. whenever he's alone
with me he praises you every minute
of the dime"
"That's nothing. When he's alone
with me he praises you all the time
too. Where's my hat, Lark? I'll bet
Connie wore It, the little sinnerl Now
what shall dot"
you left Il In the barn yesterday
don't you remember you hung IL on the
harness hook when we went out FOL
eggs. and"
ooh. % did. There comes Connie
now" Carol thrust her head out OF