But there was something about that photo" Julius shook his head, and heaved a sigh "I guess romance is a mighty queer thing!"
Julius sighs aloud, expressing that he feels romance is very strange.
There was nothing of importance about that photo to Julius.
The train rides along the tracks.
The young girl is putting her hands in the fountain.
The jacket is blue.
A lady watches herself as she applies something to her face.
There is a house on the left up in the valley surrounded by shade trees.
Calle Obispo is a road that is reserved for pedestrian traffic only.