"I hate books!"
Nevertheless, Master overruled at last, and Carm entered a business college.
There was in our stable at this time, a span of young black horses, high-spirited and stylish. They belonged to the two doctors—"the firm," as they were called.
Chet had a pair of young bays—Topsy's children—that were built more for endurance, and, at their request, a trade was made.
The blacks, Romeo and Juliet, were as gentle and obedient as they were high-bred and handsome.
Every one admired them, and they were proud themselves, especially proud of their flowing manes and tails.
After awhile Chet married the peaked-faced girl to whom he was engaged, and they went to Boston for the honeymoon. This is what Bobby said, anyway, and I know they were gone a little while. When they came back she trotted about with him all over the farm, and just went into ecstasies over Romeo and Juliet.
"Aren't they just too lovely, dearest?" she cried every time she saw them. "Won't you give them to me for my very, very own?"
I suppose he gave them to her, or pretended to, for she called them hers after that.
I found out about this time, from hearing Master and Bobby talk, when they were out riding, that "Cleo"—that was Mrs. Chet—was a Boston girl, and that she and Chet had become acquainted during her visit to a relative in M——.