"And sealed, too! What a breach of etiquette!" jeered Jerry.
"Now, _will_ you be good?" observed Bluff, glad of a chance to return
the favor.
"That's all right. Possibly Violet wants to make some inquiries
concerning her twin brother, how he behaves, and if he has developed any
rash spirit calculated to get him into trouble. I remember telling her
that if she felt anxious just to drop me a line, and I'd answer."
Frank unblushingly took the envelope from the extended fingers of Will.
"Open it!" commanded Bluff.
"You'll have to excuse me, fellows. That wouldn't be hardly fair to my
correspondent, you know. She expects me to keep her secrets." And Frank
coolly sauntered off as he spoke.
Nor did he ever take them into his confidence with regard to what the
contents of that scented missive might be. Even Will was not told.
However, like most brothers, it can be said that he did not seem overly
anxious to learn. He had, perhaps, secrets of his own.
Once again they were seated around the campfire. Supper had been, as
usual, a great success, and while the older members of the party smoked,
our boys amused themselves in various ways.
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