I 'll tell you all about it when he answers , '' said Jill in her most coaxing tone . `` Suppose he does n't ? '' `` Then I shall send you up to see him . I must know something , and I want to do it myself , if I can . '' `` Look here ; what are you after ? I do believe you think -- '' Frank got no farther , for Jill gave a little scream , and stopped him by crying eagerly , `` Do n't say it out loud ! I really do believe it may be , and I 'm going to find out . '' `` What made you think of him ? '' and Frank looked thoughtfully at the letter , as if turning carefully over in his mind the idea that Jill 's quick wits had jumped at . `` Come here and I 'll tell you . '' Holding him by one button , she whispered something in his ear that made him exclaim , with a look at the rug , -- `` No ! did he ? I declare I should n't wonder ! It would be just like the dear old blunder-head . '' `` I never thought of it till you told me where Bob was , and then it all sort of burst upon me in one minute ! '' cried Jill , waving her arms about to express the intellectual explosion which had thrown light upon the mystery , like sky-rockets in a dark night . `` You are as bright as a button . No time to lose ; I 'm off ; '' and off he was , splashing through the mud to post the letter , on the back of which he added , to make the thing sure , `` Hurry up . F.M. '' Both felt rather guilty next day , but enjoyed themselves very much nevertheless , and kept chuckling over the mine they were making under Jack 's unconscious feet . They hardly expected an answer at noon , as the Hill people were not very eager for their mail , but at night Jill was sure of a letter , and to her great delight it came .
XXXXX brought it himself , which added to the fun , and while she eagerly read it he sat calmly poring over the latest number of his own private and particular `` Youth 's Companion . ''
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