P. S. I expect to do considerable sightseeing down here, but I’ll
get a letter if you send it
care Hank
At the Bar. The Jackson House.
“Do you suppose that’s all he got for the picture?” said Inga, when
they had ended laughing over Flick’s adventures. “Tootles will be
broken-hearted.”
“Looks pretty bad,” said Dangerfield, shaking his head. “Well,
let’s get to the worst.” He took up Tootles’ letter and immediately
broke into a roar of laughter.