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"The dame was loaded and she was an art collector, that's all," Lou said.

"Oh, auntie brought her romance with her," Tom broke in, and Lou gave him a look of tender reproof.

Lou blushed until her cheeks were as red as the ribbon on her hat.

Lou began to bluster, as he always did when he talked politics.

Lou′ry, Low′ery, cloudy; Low′ering, looking sullen: appearing dark and threatening.

Oscar sat down, but Lou walked over to the window and remained standing, his hands behind him.

But Lou was jolly and frank and offhanded, while Ruth was painfully shy and reserved, and that was the secret of the whole matter.

The truth is, Lou, it is years and years since I have been on one of these wild-goose chases with Tom.

Lou, you ought to be ashamed of yourself to stuff these children's minds full of lies!

I thought it was crazy Lou,—he has been tearing around the neighborhood trying to convert folks.