She was not so strong as her sister, and a
two-mile walk to school was apt to overtire her. But Roberta chose to
walk every day and all days, and the more stormy the weather the surer
was she to scorn all offers of a place beside Ruth in the brougham.
Louis's comment on the return of his sister to her work at Miss
Copeland's school was much like that of Ruth. "Sorry vacation's over,
Rob? That's where I have the advantage of you. The office never closes
for more than a day; therefore I'm always in training."
"That's an advantage, surely enough. But I'm ready to go back. As I was
telling Ruth this morning, I'm anxious to know whether Olivia Cartwright
has forgotten her lines, and whether she's going to be able to infuse a
bit of life into her _Petruchio_. This trying to make a schoolgirl play
a big man's part--"
"You could do it, yourself," observed Louis, even as Ruth had done.
"And shouldn't I love to! I'm just longing to stride about the stage in
_Petruchio's_ boots."
"I'll wager you are. I'd like to see you do it. But the part of
_Katherine_ would be the thing for you--fascinating shrew that you could
be.
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