"Something like that."
"You seem to have had fierce luck with girls. One gives you up because you"ve only got one hand, and the other because you"ve got two. There"s no pleasing women. h.e.l.lo--here comes another note. Maybe she"s changed her mind."
For a breathless instant Allison thought so, too, but Doctor Jack was opening it. "Mine," he said. "It"s an invitation to Crosby"s. It seems that they come of age day after to-morrow, and I"m invited out to supper to help celebrate. I won"t go, or anything, will I? Oh, no, of course not! I haven"t seen "em for a week. Are presents expected?"
"Your presence seems to be expected," remarked Allison.
"I"m glad you"ve got that out of your system," the Doctor retorted, with a scornful smile. "You ought to improve right along now."
"Is it a party?"
"They don"t say so. I hope it isn"t."
However, when Doctor Jack strolled up the dusty road, a carriage that must have come from Crosby"s pa.s.sed him. He stopped short, wildly considering an impulse of flight. Then he went on bravely, smiling at the thought that any entertainment given by the twins could be by any possibility, a formal affair.
The other guest was Isabel, whom Doctor Jack had not met and of whom he knew nothing. She observed him narrowly when opportunity offered, for she knew who he was, and wondered what he had heard of her. Soon she became certain that her name carried no meaning to him, for he talked freely of Allison and the Colonel and frankly shared the joy of the twins at the welcome news.
"Oh," cried Juliet, clapping her hands in glee. "It"s the very best birthday present we could have, isn"t it, Romie?"
"I should say," replied that young man, with an expansive smile. "Say,"
he added to Doctor Jack, "you must be a brick."
"I"ve only done my best," he responded, modestly.
Isabel could say nothing for some little time. She was furiously angry with Aunt Francesca because she had not told her. The day that Rose went away, everyone in the house had been very glad about something, even to the servants, but she had asked no questions and received no information, except that Rose had been obliged to go away very suddenly upon business of immediate importance.
"You must be awful glad," said Juliet, to Isabel.
"Of course," answered Isabel, coldly, clearing her throat.
"He must feel pretty good," Romeo observed.
"Yes," returned Doctor Jack, "except that he"s lost his girl."
Isabel flushed and nervously turned on her finger the diamond ring that she still wore.
"He"s had fierce luck with girls," resumed the Doctor, unthinkingly.
"One pa.s.sed him up because he was hurt, and the other because he was going to get well."
The tense silence that ensued indicated that he had made a mistake of some sort. It had not occurred to him that the twins did not know of Allison"s engagement to Rose, nor did he suspect Isabel"s ident.i.ty.
Juliet was staring at Isabel in pained surprise. "Did you?" she asked, slowly, "throw him over because he got hurt?"
"He offered to release me," said Isabel, in a small, cold voice, "and I accepted. I did not know until just now that Cousin Rose had taken my leavings." The older woman"s mysterious departure presented itself to her now in a new light.
"Suffering Cyrus," said Doctor Jack, aloud, "but I have put my foot into it. Look here, kind friends, I never was meant for a parlour, and I always make mistakes when I stray into one. My place is in a hospital ward or at the bedside of those who have been given up to die. The complex social arena is not where I shine to my best advantage. There are too many rings to keep track of at once, and my mind gets cross- eyed."
"Come on up to the attic," suggested Juliet, with a swift change of subject, "and we"ll do stunts on the trapeze."
Isabel and Doctor Jack sat side by side on a battered old trunk in stony silence while the twins were donning their gymnasium costumes.
Fortunately, it did not take long and the sight of Juliet hanging by her feet furnished the needed topic of conversation. The lithe little body seemed to be made of steel fibres. She swayed back and forth, catching Romeo as he made a flying leap from the other trapeze, as easily as another girl would have wielded a tennis racquet.
At length Doctor Jack interposed a friendly word of warning. "Look here, kid," he said, "you"re made of flesh and blood, you know, just like the rest of us. Better cut out that trapeze business."
"I don"t know why," returned Juliet, resentfully, as she slipped gracefully to the floor, right side up. "I"m as strong as Romie is, or almost as strong."
"Girls do it in the circus," Romeo observed, wiping his flushed face.
"Ever heard of any of "em living to celebrate their hundredth birthday?"
queried Doctor Jack, significantly.
The twins admitted that they had not. "I don"t care," cried Juliet, "I"d rather live ten years and keep going, than live to be a hundred and have to sit still all the time."
"No danger of your sitting still too long," returned Doctor Jack, good- humouredly. "It"s hot up here, isn"t it?"
"Rather warm," Romeo agreed. "You folks can go downstairs until we get on our other clothes, if you like."
They had reached the head of the stairs when Isabel changed her mind. "I believe I"ll wait for Juliet," she said, turning back.
So the Doctor went down alone, inwardly reviling himself for his unlucky speech, and glad of an opportunity to contemplate the characteristic residence of the twins.
The whole house was, frankly, a place where people did as they chose, and the furniture bore marks of having been used not wisely, but too well. Everything was clean, though not aggressively so. He ascribed the absence of lace curtains to Romeo and the Cloisonne vase to Juliet. The fishing rods in one corner were probably due to both.
When the others came down, Juliet tied a big blue gingham ap.r.o.n over her white muslin gown and excused herself. She had been cooking for the better part of two days and took a housewifely pride in doing everything herself. They had chosen the things they liked the most, so the dinner was unusual, as dinners go.
Isabel, eating daintily, made no effort to conceal her disdain, but Doctor Jack ate heartily, praised everything, and brought the blush of pleasure to Juliet"s rosy cheeks.
Romeo, at the head of the table, radiated the hospitality of the true host, yet a close observer would have noted how often he cast admiring glances at Isabel. She was so dainty, so beautifully gowned and elaborately coiffured, that Romeo compared her with his sister greatly to the disadvantage of the latter.
Juliet"s hair was unruly and broke into curls all around her face; Isabel"s was in perfect order, with every wave mathematically exact.
Juliet"s face was tanned and rosy; Isabel"s pale and cool. Juliet"s hands were rough and her finger-tips square; Isabel"s were white and tapering, with perfectly manicured nails. And their gowns--there was no possible comparison there. Both were in white, but Romeo discovered that there might be a vast difference in white gowns.
Afterward, the guests were taken out into the yard, and led to the comprehensive grave of the nineteen dogs. Minerva kept at a safe distance, but the five puppies gambolled and frolicked, even to the verge of the sepulchre. Romeo desired to send a dog to Allison, and generously offered Isabel her choice, but she refused.
"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.